documents beside each other.
“Then why was the payment made using your sister’s debit card?” PlanFamily Trips
Silence.
Ross looked toward our parents.
Then toward Allison.
Nobody offered an explanation.
The magistrate waited.
He opened his mouth, closed it, and stared down at the table.
For the first time I could remember, my older brother had nothing to say. PlanFamily Trips
The court took the matter under advisement.
We left without an immediate decision.
But Ross’s confidence had disappeared.
On March 9, an official envelope arrived in my mailbox.
I