She crossed her arms.
"And anyway, if you're so SURE I wrote it, we can easily check! We can just compare the handwriting! Are you crazy? Handwriting analysis is basic investigative technique!"
Hearing that practical suggestion, even the old Master nodded—that actually made sense.
Samuel, who'd been watching this entire exchange with growing amusement, spoke up: "Actually, Father, I have a letter that my wife wrote to me just yesterday—a list of groceries and household items we needed. We can compare the handwriting from that letter to the anonymous accusation letter."
With that, he reached into his robe and pulled out a folded piece of paper.
Heena just looked at him in complete disbelief. 'You were sleeping with a GROCERIES LIST in your robe pocket?!'
But she didn't say anything out loud, because honestly, that was the least weird thing happening right now.
