Mark lunged toward the folder, but Sophie stepped backward and clutched it tightly against her chest. \u201cYou tricked her!\u201d he shouted at me. \u201cShe\u2019s confused, and you took advantage of an old woman!\u201d Rhonda immediately grabbed her phone, threatening to call the judge she\u2019d mentioned countless times before. I didn\u2019t argue. I remained in my chair, calmly lifted my teacup, and took another sip while they shouted across my living room.<\/p>\n
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Then the doorbell rang again. Dale, the realtor, stepped inside looking pale and nervous. Behind him stood a deputy holding a small notebook. \u201cMark,\u201d the deputy said quietly, \u201cbefore anyone signs anything else, I need to ask about the power of attorney you filed at the county office last Tuesday. The one carrying your mother\u2019s signature.\u201d Mark froze. His mouth opened, but nothing came out. Rhonda slowly lowered her phone. Then the cookies slipped from my mother\u2019s china plate and scattered across the floor.<\/p>\n
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