I Brought One Envelope to My Ex-Husband’s Wedding

requested a continuance within forty-eight hours.

That was the first crack.

Grant called again that night.

This time he wasn’t smooth.

“What the hell did you file?”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“You know exactly what I mean.”

Lily had just spit up down my shoulder. I was holding a washcloth in one hand and the phone in the other.

“Then say it clearly.”

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