and a modest lump sum.”
The way he said “modest” was designed to make me sound desperate. Margaret’s face didn’t move.
Judge Dawson turned to me. “Mrs. Saunders, is this your wish?”
“It is, Your Honor. I just want a clean break.”
Vincent let out a soft, mocking huff of laughter. He leaned over to Brittney and whispered something that made her giggle. The continue reading …