Chapter 4

That night, after returning from the notary, Dawn was asleep.

I opened the black leather notebook and read from the start.

I read slowly.

It wasn't because Dad's handwriting was hard to read.

It was because I had to stop and swallow hard after every line.

After the seventy-two months of pension records, there was a second section.

The title was written by Dad. [IOUs.]

The first one read.

[In June 2021, Damian took the deed to use for a mortgage. I refused, but he threatened a nursing home. I signed for 70 thousand dollars.]

The second one read.

[In…