“Do you want me to flag this for your son?” Brenda asked.

“We already uncovered the forty-five thousand dollars in personal credit debt he ran up during this courtship.”

I closed the blue legal folder and lined its edge up with the corner of my desk.

Brandon already believed I was too conservative with my modest retirement savings.

I did not want to humiliate him over his hidden balances.

“No,” I said.

“Keep the payment structure standard.