Christmas gifts. Letters. College money.”
“No.”
“And Mom sent them back.”
Lauren stared at her sister.
Paige continued.
“Some of them.”
“What do you mean, some?”
“Some never got returned.”
The kitchen suddenly felt too quiet.
“What happened to them?” I asked.
Paige opened another photograph.
Bank statements.
Court documents.
Cancelled checks.
Investment records.
And two custodial accounts opened when Lauren and Paige were children.
Their father had inherited money from his mother.
He had split part of it equally between his daughters.
By the time Vivian and Richard divorced,
