I Gave My Last $20 to a Shivering Old Man at a Gas Station—The Next Morning, Three Black SUVs Pulled Into My Driveway

counsel. We’ve been expecting your call.”

“Arthur was here this morning,” I said.

“He’ll be facing charges by the end of the week. Your father recorded everything.”

I hung up the phone and held Eli tighter.

I folded the letter and the trust document back into the envelope like something fragile.

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