The Misdelivered Secret Between Arthur and the Girl Next Door

tax form. Put them in date order if you can. If you can’t, put them in a box and I’ll do it.”

She nodded quickly.

“Okay.”

“And sleep tonight.”

She looked away.

“That wasn’t a suggestion.”

For some reason, that made her smile.

“Okay, Mr. Whitaker.”

“Arthur,” I said.

She blinked.

“Arthur.”

Brian’s voice cut in.

“This is touching, but we have family matters.”

I walked continue reading …