Colleen Whitmore — The Suitcase Dennis Never Thought to Open
Now his lawyer wrote as though I had arrived at the marriage yesterday with nothing but a suitcase.
Elaine read my expression.
“An assertion in a letter isn’t a ruling,” she said.
“We’ll obtain records through the appropriate process.”
For the first time, I understood why she kept returning to that word: process.
It was slower than rage.
It was also something Dennis couldn’t simply shout into silence.
PART 12
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