“Susan remembers you signing it,” she insisted.
“Really? Because I was in Indianapolis.”
“Maybe she entered the wrong date.”
“Did she also notarize the wrong person?”
Mom became angry.
“Why do you always make everyone feel stupid?”
Then she announced that the family would gather Sunday for Dad’s sixty-fifth birthday. PlanFamily Trips
“Come to dinner,” she said. “We’ll settle this privately.”
I knew what she meant.
My parents had already told relatives that I’d donated the car and then changed my mind because I was jealous of Kelsey.
They wanted an audience.
They wanted everyone pressuring me at once.
So I agreed to attend.
But first, Lee and I met with Detective Ellis to examine the notarization records.
The store’s security footage was no longer available.
However, Susan’s notary journal still existed.
The entries revealed several problems.
My supposed signature appeared between entries with earlier dates.
