My Brother Said One Sentence in the Bank Lobby

like applesauce?”

I mouthed, “I have to go.”

She nodded once.

“Elena,” I said, walking to the truck, “how do you know?”

“Because I notarized your loan documents three years ago when you opened Lucy’s fund,” she said. “I have your actual signature on file. This isn’t it.”

My throat got tight.

“And also,” she added, “the notary stamp on this form belongs to continue reading …