The Message From My Son That Forced An Impossible Choice – The Archivist

said finally. “And I’ve seen some doozies.”

“Can we stop it?”

“Yes. But we need to move fast. When’s the next signature supposed to happen?”

“I think today. Maybe this morning. He was pressuring my mom last night when I arrived. There’s a notary involved—I saw someone I didn’t recognize at the farm.”

Roger picked up his phone. “I’m calling Judge Morrison.continue reading …