the date was typed wrong.”
“Then why,” Evelyn asked, “did you testify under oath that you watched her sign it on that exact date?”
Mom stopped smiling. Tyler glared at the figures on the screen as though he could force them to change.
Evelyn then submitted the supplier’s original authorization and the expert comparison. The signatures aligned pixel for pixel, right down to a scanning flaw impossible to duplicate in two independently handwritten signatures.
Tyler murmured, “Dad, say something.”
My father stayed silent.
The judge declared the agreement fraudulent and
