hand.
Patricia was still at the dining table.
Someone had cleaned the floor.
She looked at my ruined dress and laughed. “You came back?”
“Yes.”
Daniel stood so fast his chair scraped the floor.
“Evelyn, go home. We’ll talk tonight.”
“There won’t be a tonight for us.”
I placed the document on the table.
Patricia barely looked at it.
Then Rebecca spoke.
“This is the recorded occupancy agreement governing this property. Your attempt to transfer and encumber the estate terminated your right to occupy it.”
Patricia’s smile vanished.
Melissa grabbed
