An Unopened Medical File From a Colorado Lake House Clinic

Susan set her purse on the sideboard and sat on the edge of the sofa, her hands clasped between her knees. “He planned this the moment you went to the hospital,” she said. “He knew the medical records would show the old fracture if we dug deep enough.”

“He took everything, Aunt Caroline,” I said, looking at the pattern on the carpet.continue reading …