Divorce papers.

“I’m filing,” he said, as calmly as if he were reporting on the weather.

“Chloe is moving in tonight.

The kids can stay here until the custody hearing.” I looked at the suitcases, and then at my children, standing frozen and silent on either side of me, taking in every word, and something in me went very cold and very clear.

“You packed my things,” I said, “in front of our children.” It was not really a question.