“Come get your worthless daughter and take her back,” my mother-in-law shouted my father as I lay broken at the bottom of the stairs after my husband shoved me down. “Your family will answer for it if she has even a scratch,” was the sole warning Dad offered her. They had no notion who my father really was, so they made fun of him.

“Some dates and times off last year’s calendar,” Dad said.

“Doctor’s appointments, family dinners, school runs and a lunch date with me are all scheduled.

“Why would I make a list of normal calendar dates?” What was that, I said aloud.

Because those dates will tell you where you were on certain days, he thought immediately.

“It provides you with an airtight alibi of where you were when the corporate documents were forged.”

A high priority email alert buzzed on Gabriel’s phone.