The Misdelivered Secret Between Arthur and the Girl Next Door

just a paperwork problem.”

She laughed once, bitter and small.

“It was not just a paperwork problem.”

I felt my old mind begin sorting.

Payroll.

Late forms.

Penalties.

Interest.

Small business.

Bad advice.

The kind of mess that starts as a crack and becomes a canyon.

“They used a preparer?” I asked.

“A guy from church who said he could help cheap.”

I closed my continue reading …