my eyes. A laugh almost escaped. “You sold my condo,” I repeated, tasting the words.
“We had to move fast. The buyer was ready to close. You were unreachable, so we handled it. It’s a great deal, honey. Full asking price. It all went toward Megan’s wedding. You know how important—”
“You forged my signature.”
Longer pause. A crack in his rehearsed script.continue reading …