“You locked your newborn daughter and me out of the house in the rain,” I said, “so that your mother could use it.”

“Don’t be dramatic, Jessi.” His tone was drifting toward a warning now.

“It’s my family’s house too, at this point.

We’re married.

Mom just wanted the estate secure while we’re in Florida.

And listen — Marcus is doing a little bachelor thing at the house Friday, just the guys, while we’re gone.

I gave him the new code.

It’s fine.”