At Eleven, She Moved In. At Six, I Changed The Locks.

bedroom door when they posted the notice.”

“Tyler.” Her voice came out thin.

He laughed once, mean and hollow. “No, let’s do the facts thing. Since we’re all doing paperwork.”

Richard sat down heavily in one of the kitchen chairs. It creaked.

He looked at his daughter like he was seeing a stranger and a child at the same time. “How much debt?”

Madison didn’t continue reading …