“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.

I pressed the stuffed puppy hard against my ribs.

“You were in Harold’s office October fourteenth,” I said distinctly.

‘Yes,’ Laura said quietly.

‘I was.’

I remembered you guys were arguing over the signature page.

Laura corrected softly, “I was trying to get the physical blue ledger before they could destroy it.

Gabriel pointed at the chair for visitors.

“Have a seat and tell us where you stand, Ms Croft.”