Ren
Lina had drawn an arrow beside the number she wanted him to see.
It was a small arrow. The point had been pressed hard enough to leave a mark on the sheet underneath. Ren could picture her doing it, annoyed that an adult might read three paragraphs about the wrong figure and still miss the figure itself.
He put the letter flat beside his breakfast and followed the line.
The creditor's latest statement called a charge an adjustment. Her older copy called it a fee. Neither explained why it had been carried forward twice.
Beneath the arrow, Lina had written that she had kept her earlier copy where it would not be collected with the current account papers.
Do not send my letter to them.
He read that instruction twice.
Then he folded the personal page away from the account copy, so he would not mix them when he was tired.
