back.
“I trust the accounting.”
Derek did not take them.
“That isn’t the point.”
Dad looked at him.
Derek swallowed.
“The point is I need to become someone who doesn’t require blind trust.”
Dad studied his oldest son for a long time.
Then he pulled out a chair.
“All right.”
They reviewed every page together.
I watched from the doorway.
I did not join them.
Some repairs belonged to two people.
Three weeks after I had arrived, the family property trust held its first actual meeting.
We gathered at the
