The line for the amount was completely blank.

“Fill in whatever figure your attorney recommends,” Margaret said.

“We want the boys to have proper tutors and riding lessons if they want them.”

“Twenty minutes ago Henry asked me why his father never sent a card on his birthday,” I said.

Margaret looked down at her hands on the table.

“Ethan told us you had a miscarriage in November eight years ago.

He said you signed a formal liability release.”