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

I had authorized Patricia’s presence and asked everyone to use ordinary language.

The first statement showed the opening amount.

Three thousand dollars.

I knew that line so well it almost seemed reassuring.

Then Mr.

Harris turned the page.

Monthly contributions appeared beneath it.

Five thousand dollars.