I Found Something Strange In My Smoke Detector

before she got sick. The deed. The mineral rights paperwork. The little blue bottle and the notes I had been keeping for two months in a spiral pad I had bought at the drugstore in Mills. I drove the boxes to Diane’s brother-in-law, Pat Burke, who has practiced law in Casper since the year my truck was built.

Pat read the notes. He read them twice.

“Howard,continue reading …