in front of Marcus and another before Daniel’s lawyer.
Inside were the recorded deed, Mom’s signed statement denying the sale, the lender’s acknowledgment, and my employer’s correction.
Daniel’s lawyer closed the presentation.
“I understand there may be a question about authorization,” he said carefully.
“There isn’t,” Mom replied. “I never agreed to sell.”
Daniel pointed toward the letter.
“She signed it. She forgets things. She’s been sick.”
Mom tightened her grip on my hand.
I wanted to shout.
Instead, I opened the hospital record on the screen and read the
