My Bank Called to Say My Son Tried to Take Control of My Money With Fake Dementia Papers

Thirty-five hundred. Amounts that had seemed manageable individually, each one a response to a specific emergency or need, none of them examined in relation to the others. By the time I reached the final page of my records, the total stood in my notebook in blue ink.

Three hundred and eighty-nine thousand, four hundred and fifty dollars.

I sat with continue reading …