real?” he asked.
“Yeah.”
“Figured.”
He drank half the mug, set it in the sink, and told me to call if I got so much as a weird envelope in the mail. Then he left.
Trina texted me an hour later to make sure I was all right. She also sent me the name of a local attorney who handled property harassment and fraudulent filing issues. Just in case. Good woman.continue reading …