An Unopened Medical File From a Colorado Lake House Clinic

lower spine was gone, replaced by a dull, predictable ache that the physical therapist said would eventually fade to nothing.

“The lawyer called while you were asleep,” Caroline said, sitting in the matching chair. “The bank finished the audit on the estate account.”

I took a sip of the warm coffee. “How much did they find?”

“Six hundred dollars,” Caroline continue reading …