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PART\u20134<\/em><\/h3>\n

Mark looked at me.<\/em><\/p>\n

<\/div>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t do that.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI know.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

His eyes widened.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou know?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI know you didn\u2019t personally fill out the application.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

He looked relieved for half a second.<\/em><\/p>\n

Then I continued.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cBut I know whose computer was used.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

<\/div>\n

His relief disappeared.<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara suddenly whispered, \u201cSarah, please.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I turned toward her.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

She stopped.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019ve spent years telling me I was nothing but an outsider in this family,\u201d I said. \u201cTonight, I want you to understand something.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I pointed toward Ethan.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou may have convinced your son that I wasn\u2019t family.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Then I pointed toward the house around us.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cBut you never had the right to take what belonged to my child.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark looked confused.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat does Ethan have to do with this?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I stared at him.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cEverything.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

His face tightened.<\/em><\/p>\n

Mr. Sterling opened the envelope.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cSarah asked our office to investigate the financial activity surrounding the apartment transaction. We found several irregularities.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark swallowed.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat irregularities?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mr. Sterling removed a document.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThe apartment Barbara claims she needed because she couldn\u2019t afford her current living situation was purchased six years ago.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark looked at his mother.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThat can\u2019t be right.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cIt is,\u201d Mr. Sterling said.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cSix years ago,\u201d I added, \u201cyou and I had only been married for two years.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark slowly shook his head.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cNo. Mom was renting.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara looked away.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cMom?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

She finally whispered, \u201cI didn\u2019t want you to worry.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWorry about what?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

She didn\u2019t answer.<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark turned toward me.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cSarah, this doesn\u2019t prove anything.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I almost laughed.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cMark, the deed proves everything.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mr. Sterling handed him a copy.<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark scanned it.<\/em><\/p>\n

His eyebrows pulled together.<\/em><\/p>\n

Then his eyes widened.<\/em><\/p>\n

The property was indeed registered to Barbara.<\/em><\/p>\n

But the purchase price was listed directly on the document.<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark\u2019s voice dropped.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhere did you get seventy-eight thousand dollars?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara remained silent.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cMom!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

She flinched.<\/em><\/p>\n

I watched him struggle to process it.<\/em><\/p>\n

For years, Mark had defended his mother with the same sentence.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cShe doesn\u2019t have money.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

He had used that sentence whenever she wanted something.<\/em><\/p>\n

A new refrigerator.<\/em><\/p>\n

Dental work.<\/em><\/p>\n

Medication.<\/em><\/p>\n

A vacation.<\/em><\/p>\n

Rent.<\/em><\/p>\n

Groceries.<\/em><\/p>\n

A car repair.<\/em><\/p>\n

He had always insisted that Barbara was struggling.<\/em><\/p>\n

Yet there she stood, the owner of an apartment worth far more than the house Mark and I had purchased together.<\/em><\/p>\n

Mr. Sterling reached into the envelope again.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThere is more.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

He handed Mark another page.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThis is a transfer record from six years ago.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark stared at it.<\/em><\/p>\n

Then his face changed.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s my account.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I folded my arms.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

He looked at me.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhy was money transferred from my account?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I answered quietly.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cBecause your mother took it.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara snapped.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI did not steal anything!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d I said. \u201cYou convinced your son to give it to you.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark looked between us.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mr. Sterling answered.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThirty-four thousand dollars.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark staggered backward.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThirty-four\u2026\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

His voice disappeared.<\/em><\/p>\n

I nodded.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cRemember that bonus you told me you never received?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark looked at me.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou said your company didn\u2019t pay it.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI remember.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou said you used it to pay off your credit card.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI remember.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou said you couldn\u2019t help with Ethan\u2019s preschool tuition because you were broke.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

His jaw tightened.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI remember.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I pointed at the document.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou gave it to her.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara suddenly shouted.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cHe wanted to help me!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I looked at her.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThen why did you make him lie?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara\u2019s mouth closed.<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark turned toward her.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cMom?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

She looked frightened now.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cMark, I was scared.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cOf what?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cLosing everything.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

He stared at her.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou already had everything.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

She shook her head.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou don\u2019t understand.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d Mark said quietly. \u201cI don\u2019t.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

That was the first time I\u2019d ever heard those words from him.<\/em><\/p>\n

Not directed at me.<\/em><\/p>\n

Directed at her.<\/em><\/p>\n

Ethan suddenly spoke from the hallway.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cDad?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Everyone turned.<\/em><\/p>\n

He was still holding his stuffed T-Rex.<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark\u2019s expression softened immediately.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat is it, buddy?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Ethan hesitated.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cAre you going to leave?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark froze.<\/em><\/p>\n

I watched the question hit him harder than anything else that night.<\/em><\/p>\n

He crouched down.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Ethan stepped backward.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou always say you\u2019re going to help Grandma.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark swallowed.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI know.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou said Grandma needed you more than Mom.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara\u2019s face changed.<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark looked at Ethan.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhen did I say that?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Ethan\u2019s voice trembled.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cLast Christmas.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark looked at me.<\/em><\/p>\n

I nodded.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Ethan continued.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cGrandma told me Mom only stayed with Daddy because of money.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara\u2019s eyes widened.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI never\u2014\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t lie,\u201d Ethan whispered.<\/em><\/p>\n

The room became completely silent.<\/em><\/p>\n

My son had never spoken to Barbara that way.<\/em><\/p>\n

He was eight years old.<\/em><\/p>\n

He shouldn\u2019t have needed to.<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark slowly stood.<\/em><\/p>\n

He looked at his mother.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cDid you say that to him?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara\u2019s eyes filled with tears.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI was angry.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou told my son his mother didn\u2019t love me.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t mean\u2014\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou told my son his mother was using me.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cMark\u2026\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou told him that?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara covered her face.<\/em><\/p>\n

And Mark finally understood.<\/em><\/p>\n

This wasn\u2019t about an apartment.<\/em><\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t about money.<\/em><\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t even about me.<\/em><\/p>\n

She had been poisoning the relationship between a father and his child.<\/em><\/p>\n

For years.<\/em><\/p>\n

Mr. Sterling cleared his throat.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s another issue we need to address.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark turned toward him.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThe credit card.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark looked confused.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat about it?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mr. Sterling placed another document on the table.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThe card was opened using Sarah\u2019s Social Security information.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI told you, I didn\u2019t open it.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI believe you.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark frowned.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThen why are you looking at me?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWe aren\u2019t.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mr. Sterling turned toward Barbara.<\/em><\/p>\n

She went completely still.<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark stared at his mother.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara shook her head.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cMom.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mr. Sterling continued.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThe application was submitted electronically from a device registered to Barbara\u2019s residence.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark looked at her.<\/em><\/p>\n

Her face was pale.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cBut that doesn\u2019t mean she did it.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d Mr. Sterling said. \u201cIt doesn\u2019t.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

He pulled out another page.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cBut the security footage from the bank does.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara\u2019s knees nearly buckled.<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark stared.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat footage?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYour mother visited the bank two days before the account was opened.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara whispered, \u201cI was only asking questions.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mr. Sterling looked at her.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThe footage shows you providing Sarah\u2019s information to a bank representative.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara\u2019s mouth opened.<\/em><\/p>\n

Nothing came out.<\/em><\/p>\n

I watched Mark slowly turn toward her.<\/em><\/p>\n

His face looked different now.<\/em><\/p>\n

Not angry.<\/em><\/p>\n

Broken.<\/em><\/p>\n

<\/div>\n

\u201cYou used Sarah\u2019s identity?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara started crying.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI needed the money.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou used my wife\u2019s name?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI was going to pay it back.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou used her name!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t have a choice!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou always have a choice!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

The scream echoed through the house.<\/em><\/p>\n

Ethan covered his ears.<\/em><\/p>\n

I immediately walked toward him.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cCome here, sweetheart.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

He ran into my arms.<\/em><\/p>\n

I held him tightly.<\/em><\/p>\n

Behind me, Mark\u2019s voice cracked.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara didn\u2019t answer.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cHow much did you take?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Still nothing.<\/em><\/p>\n

Mr. Sterling answered.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cApproximately twenty-six thousand dollars in charges.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark closed his eyes.<\/em><\/p>\n

I felt Ethan\u2019s fingers clutch the back of my shirt.<\/em><\/p>\n

Then Mark whispered something I never expected.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI did this.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I turned.<\/em><\/p>\n

He was staring at the floor.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI let this happen.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t answer.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI kept telling Sarah she was selfish.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

His voice trembled.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI kept telling her my mother needed me.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

He looked at Ethan.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI kept telling myself I was a good husband because I was a good son.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

His eyes filled with tears.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cBut I wasn\u2019t a good husband.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

For a moment, I almost felt sorry for him.<\/em><\/p>\n

Almost.<\/em><\/p>\n

Then I remembered every night I had sat at the kitchen table calculating which bills could wait.<\/em><\/p>\n

Every time I had watched him send money to Barbara while telling me there was nothing left for our son.<\/em><\/p>\n

Every time I had heard him say, \u201cYou make enough.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Every time I had swallowed my anger because I wanted Ethan to have a stable home.<\/em><\/p>\n

And I remembered the credit card.<\/em><\/p>\n

The card he had never known about.<\/em><\/p>\n

The debt that had appeared under my name.<\/em><\/p>\n

The account that had nearly destroyed my credit.<\/em><\/p>\n

I looked at him.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re right.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

He raised his eyes.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou weren\u2019t a good husband.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

His shoulders dropped.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cBut you still have one thing left to do.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cBe a good father.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark looked toward Ethan.<\/em><\/p>\n

My son refused to look at him.<\/em><\/p>\n

I continued.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhatever happens between you and me, don\u2019t make Ethan pay for your choices.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark nodded slowly.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI won\u2019t.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mr. Sterling checked his watch.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWe need to proceed with the legal paperwork.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark looked at me.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cAre you really divorcing me?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I looked at the man I had once promised to grow old with.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

His eyes closed.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cSarah\u2026\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI already filed.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cCan we fix it?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cPlease.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

He swallowed.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cIs there someone else?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I almost couldn\u2019t believe he had asked.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThen why?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I looked directly at him.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cBecause there doesn\u2019t have to be someone else.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

He stared at me.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cSometimes a marriage ends because one person gets tired of being the only person holding it together.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

He looked down.<\/em><\/p>\n

That sentence finally broke whatever remained of his confidence.<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara suddenly stepped forward.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cSarah, please.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I looked at her.<\/em><\/p>\n

She was crying.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou have everything,\u201d she whispered. \u201cYou have your career. You have the house. You have money. What more do you want?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I stared at her.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI wanted a husband.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

She went silent.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI wanted a partner.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Silence.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI wanted my son to see what a healthy marriage looked like.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

My voice cracked.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cBut you taught Mark that love meant sacrificing everyone else for you.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara looked at the floor.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI never meant for it to go this far.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThat doesn\u2019t erase where it went.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mr. Sterling gently touched my arm.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cSarah.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I nodded.<\/em><\/p>\n

He handed me another document.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThe temporary order has been signed.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I looked at Mark.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYou need to leave tonight.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark stared at me.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhere am I supposed to go?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I remembered his question.<\/em><\/p>\n

The same question I had asked him earlier.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat are you planning to eat tomorrow, and where exactly are you sleeping tonight?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

His eyes dropped.<\/em><\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t smile.<\/em><\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t celebrate.<\/em><\/p>\n

I simply walked toward the front door.<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark followed.<\/em><\/p>\n

At the doorway, he stopped.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cSarah.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I turned.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI really did love you.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I believed him.<\/em><\/p>\n

That was the saddest part.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI know.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

He looked surprised.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cBut love without responsibility isn\u2019t enough.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Then I closed the door.<\/em><\/p>\n

For the first time in years, my house was quiet.<\/em><\/p>\n

Not empty.<\/em><\/p>\n

Quiet.<\/em><\/p>\n

There was a difference.<\/em><\/p>\n

I walked back to the kitchen.<\/em><\/p>\n

Ethan was sitting at the table with his stuffed T-Rex.<\/em><\/p>\n

He looked up at me.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cMom?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYes?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cAre we okay?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I sat beside him.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re going to be okay.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

He leaned against me.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cAre we still a family?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I kissed his forehead.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cEven without Dad?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I took a breath.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cFamily isn\u2019t just people who share a last name.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

He looked at me.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThen what is it?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I smiled sadly.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cPeople who make sure you feel safe.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

He thought about that.<\/em><\/p>\n

Then he nodded.<\/em><\/p>\n

That night, after Ethan fell asleep, I sat alone at the kitchen table.<\/em><\/p>\n

The folder was still there.<\/em><\/p>\n

For three years, I had filled it with evidence because somewhere inside me I knew I might eventually need it.<\/em><\/p>\n

I had thought that day would feel terrifying.<\/em><\/p>\n

Instead, I felt exhausted.<\/em><\/p>\n

And strangely peaceful.<\/em><\/p>\n

I closed the folder.<\/em><\/p>\n

Then my phone rang.<\/em><\/p>\n

It was an unknown number.<\/em><\/p>\n

I almost ignored it.<\/em><\/p>\n

But something made me answer.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cHello?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

A woman\u2019s voice spoke softly.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cIs this Sarah?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cMy name is Denise.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWho is this?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

There was a long pause.<\/em><\/p>\n

Then she said something that made my entire body go cold.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI used to work with Mark.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I sat upright.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat about him?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI think you need to know what happened to the money from his last three paychecks.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

My heart started pounding.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Denise lowered her voice.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cYour husband didn\u2019t give his entire paycheck to his mother.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I stared at the folder.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThen where did it go?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

She hesitated.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s what I think you should find out.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

My grip tightened around the phone.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhy are you telling me this?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cBecause I saw your name on something at the office.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat something?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Another pause.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cA transfer authorization.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

My blood ran cold.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat kind of transfer?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Denise whispered:<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cOne that wasn\u2019t going to Barbara.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Then the call disconnected.<\/em><\/p>\n

I sat frozen at the kitchen table.<\/em><\/p>\n

The house was silent.<\/em><\/p>\n

Ethan was asleep upstairs.<\/em><\/p>\n

Mark was gone.<\/em><\/p>\n

Barbara\u2019s apartment was apparently hers already.<\/em><\/p>\n

And now I was beginning to realize something terrifying.<\/em><\/p>\n

Maybe the apartment had never been the real secret.<\/em><\/p>\n

Maybe the money wasn\u2019t the real secret either.<\/em><\/p>\n

Maybe the entire marriage had been hiding something much bigger.<\/em><\/p>\n

I opened the folder again.<\/em><\/p>\n

This time, I wasn\u2019t looking at the past.<\/em><\/p>\n

I was looking for what I had missed.<\/em><\/p>\n

And on the very last page, underneath the divorce petition, I found a receipt I had never seen before.<\/em><\/p>\n

The date was six months ago.<\/em><\/p>\n

The amount was $48,000.<\/em><\/p>\n

The recipient\u2019s name wasn\u2019t Barbara.<\/em><\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t Mark.<\/em><\/p>\n

And it wasn\u2019t anyone I recognized.<\/em><\/p>\n

I stared at the name for several seconds.<\/em><\/p>\n

Then I whispered:<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWho the hell are you?\u201d<\/em><\/h3>\n

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