I Finally Took My Ex-Husband’s “Three-Thousand-Dollar” Card to the Bank—Then the Manager Brought Out an Envelope with My Name

“All of it?”

“No.

I want to make the apartment secure and get the care I need.

Then I want time to make another decision.”

“That sounds sensible.”

“I’m not asking you whether it’s sensible.”

“I know.

I can still be relieved.”