She claimed in her signed affidavit that the brass padlock on the chest freezer was an unapproved hazard I had installed to control access to the household.

I turned to page six, where her lawyer had highlighted three photos of my toolbox and the inside of the garage.

“How fast can you read this?” I said into my phone when Mariana picked up on the second ring.

“Is Lily okay?” she asked immediately.

“Lily’s fine, she just ate half a cup of applesauce,” I said.

“Your mother just had me served with court papers.”

“What kind of papers?” Mariana asked, her voice tight.