my eyes.
“How much damage?”
“Enough that they attached photos.”
That told me plenty.
Doreen went on. “And your husband.”
“What about him?”
“He co-signed the lease.”
I didn’t say anything for a second because my mouth had gone dry in a stupid, physical way. My tongue felt like paper.
“Say that again.”
“He co-signed the lease,” she repeated. “Which means he knew continue reading …
