MY PARENTS TOLD GRANDMA THEY WERE TAKING HER TO LUNCH — THREE HOURS LATER A NURSING FACILITY CALLED ME, HER SUITCASE IN THEIR LOBBY AND MY PARENTS GONE

“Don’t call them,” she said.

I looked at her.

“I’ll tell you where to drive.”

“Where?”

“First, the county courthouse.”

That got my attention immediately.

Once we were back on the highway, she opened her purse and handed me a folded bank statement.

Three withdrawals had been circled in red.

Twelve thousand dollars. Eighteen thousand. Twenty-five thousand.

All taken within six weeks.