“He took my clothes, and he cut me off from picking Sadie up at school.”

“He signed a false statement under penalty of perjury,” my father said, crossing to the window to look out at the snow.

“A false affidavit is a loaded weapon he’s just pointed at himself.”

“Douglas said an emergency filing takes hours to put together,” I said.

“We’ve got fourteen hours before the courthouse clerk opens the filing window,” my father said.

He reached into his shirt pocket and took out a small yellow legal pad full of exact handwritten military notes.