“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.

They are building a story for the judge’, Gabriel said.

They want you to look careless, incompetent and dependent on their family’s money.

I could see my husband laughing across the kitchen table at my budgeting attempts.

With a smile, he’d softly say: “You’re terrible with numbers.” “I’ll just take care of all the money.

That memory was no longer an endearing joke.

It’s like a closing trap.

“Did he open secret credit cards in my name?I asked Gabriel.

My private eyes are doing a full credit check as we speak to find out’, Gabriel said.