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since I was born.”
    Theo opened his laptop and turned it on. “It’s terrible,” he said. “And it’s happening a lot these days.”
    Sandy lowered his head and appeared to be devastated.
    “What’s your father’s name?”
    “Thomas. Thomas Coe.”
    “And your mother?”
    “Evelyn.”
    Theo pecked away. “What’s your address?”
    “Eight fourteen Bennington.”
    More pecking. They waited, then Theo said, “Oh boy.”
    “What is it?”
    “The bank is Security Trust, on Main Street. Fourteen years ago your parents borrowed a hundred and twenty thousand for a thirty-year mortgage. They have not made the monthly payments in four months.”
    “Four months?”
    “Yep.”
    “All this stuff is online?”
    “Yes, but not just anybody can find it.”
    “How’d you find it?”
    “There are ways. A lot of law offices pay a fee to gain access to certain data. Plus, I know how to dig a little deeper.”
    Sandy sank even lower and shook his head. “So we’re gonna lose our house?”
    “Not exactly.”
    “What do you mean? My dad’s not working.”
    “There’s a way to stop the foreclosure, stiff-arm the bank, and keep the house for a while, maybe until your dad goes back to work.”
    Sandy looked thoroughly bewildered.
    “You ever heard of bankruptcy?” Theo asked.
    “I guess, but I don’t understand it.”
    “It’s your only choice. Your parents will be forced to file for bankruptcy protection. This means they hire a lawyer who’ll file some papers in Bankruptcy Court on their behalf.”
    “How much do lawyers cost?”
    “Don’t worry about that now. The important thing is to go see a lawyer.”
    “You can’t do it?”
    “Sorry. And my parents are not bankruptcy lawyers. But there is a guy two doors down, Steve Mozingo, and he’s very good. My parents send clients to him. They like him a lot.”
    Sandy scribbled down the name. “And you think we might get to keep our house?”
    “Yes, but your parents need to see this guy as soon as possible.”
    “Thanks, Theo. I don’t know what to say.”
    “No problem. Happy to help.”
    Sandy hurried through the door, as if he might sprint home with the good news. Theo watched him get on his bike and disappear through the back parking lot.
    Another satisfied client.

Chapter 4
    A t fifteen minutes before 5:00 p.m., Mrs. Boone walked into Theo’s office with a folder in one hand and a document in another. “Theo,” she said, her reading glasses halfway down her nose. “Would you run these over to Family Court and get them filed before five?”
    “Sure, Mom.”
    Theo was on his feet, reaching for his backpack. He had been hoping that from some corner of the firm someone would need something filed in the courthouse.
    “Your homework is finished, isn’t it?”
    “Yes. I didn’t have much.”
    “Good. And today is Monday. You’ll pay a visit to Ike, won’t you? It means a lot to him.”
    Every Monday of his life, Theo was reminded by his mother that the day was in fact Monday, and this meant two things: first, Theo was expected to spend at least thirty minutes with Ike, and, second, that dinner would be Italian food at Robilio’s. The visit to Robilio’s was more pleasant than the visit with Ike.
    “Yes, ma’am,” he said as he placed her documents in his backpack. “I’ll see you at Robilio’s.”
    “Yes, dear, at seven.”
    “Got it,” he said, opening the back door. He explained to Judge that he would be back in a few minutes.
    Dinner was always at seven. When they ate at home, which was rare because his mother didn’t enjoy cooking, they ate at seven. When they went out, they ate at seven. When they were on vacation, seven. When they visited friends they couldn’t be so rude as to suggest a time for dinner, but since all their friends knew how important seven was to the Boone family, they usually accommodated them. Occasionally, when Theo stayed over with a pal or went camping or was out of town for some reason, he took great