The Misdelivered Secret Between Arthur and the Girl Next Door

safe.”

“You’re trying to get control.”

His hand dropped.

“That is not fair.”

“Then stop asking me to sign over authority.”

“That’s not what this is.”

I tapped the page.

“It is exactly what this is.”

He leaned back.

“You always do this.”

“Do what?”

“Turn everything into a courtroom.”

“I spent thirty-eight years protecting people from fine print.”

“I’m your son.”

“And continue reading …