The Screwdriver
I opened the manila envelope, and the first sheet I laid on the table was a copy of the contract from Nashville. Nine point four million dollars for my half …
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The Fourteen Boxes
I opened the brown folder, and the first thing I set in front of my father was not the bank paper. It was the cover page of the sale contract, …
The Fourteen Boxes Read MoreThe Manila Folder
I opened the manila folder and slid the first document across the table to Pam, not to Jordan. It was the sale agreement for my three storage lots, nineteen point …
The Manila Folder Read MoreThe Apron Pocket
“They are the closing papers, Tyler,” I answered, and I drew the folded pages out of my apron pocket, smoothed them on my knee, and laid them in the center …
The Apron Pocket Read MoreThe Brown Folder
“Land, Walt,” I told my brother, and I laid the brown folder on the kitchen table and flattened it under my palm. “Sixty acres east of town that I bought …
The Brown Folder Read MoreThe Auction Folder
“It is the sale of the cars, Darren,” I answered, and I set the thick folder on the oak table between the salt shaker and his untouched glass of tea. …
The Auction Folder Read MoreThe Gray Folder
“It is the sale of my bus company, Ron,” I answered, and I opened the gray folder on the kitchen table so that the first page lay face up beside …
The Gray Folder Read MoreThe Pound Cake
“Because I sold it, Aunt Loretta,” I answered, and I laid my hand flat on the white envelope with the little blue emblem in the corner. “The company that makes …
The Pound Cake Read MoreThe Bank Folder
“It is a record of the loan, Karen,” I told my daughter, and I drew the bank folder into the light from the window. “A home equity line against this …
The Bank Folder Read MoreThe Gray Accordion
“I do, Mrs. Haines,” I answered, and I lifted the gray accordion folder onto the table so that everyone could see it. “Your house on Walnut Street belongs to me. …
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