My Husband Sold My Two Million Dollar Land For Five Dollars To His Girlfriend
“He brought a stack of papers into the kitchen,” Katie said, her eyes shifting for a fraction of a second toward Samuel before returning to the prosecutor. “He told her they were just the standard tax extensions for the county. He was very loud about it, making jokes so everyone would think it was nothing important.”
The prosecutor nodded, walking back to her table to pick up another sheet of paper.
“And did your father speak to you about those documents later that evening?”
Katie pulled her sweater sleeves further over her hands, her shoulders dropping.
“He told me that if I didn’t help him convince my mother to sign the remaining pages, the bank was going to take the horses,” Katie said. “He said we would lose everything, and my tuition would be gone. He told me to tell her that the lawyers had already cleared it.”
“And did you believe him?”
“I did,” Katie said, her voice dropping to a whisper. “Until I saw the deed he filed. The signature on that deed has a double loop on the letter B. My mother never writes her name that way. My father does.”
