hes I wouldn' t need and toiletries I could easily replace. The house, our beautiful, u

d, in his typical fashion, invited them to stay for the entire summer without bothering to tell me. The

. Let them wait. Let Matthew

this day for months. The evidence was all there, neatly organized in a file: photos, credit card statements, text messages

room, my phone buzzed ag

Where are you? If you make a scene while they' re here, I

a vast, empty calm. His threats were meaningless now. My son' s opinion was meaningl

ack a sing

ummons from

s, and his sister' s. The liberation was