I Finally Took My Ex-Husband’s “Three-Thousand-Dollar” Card to the Bank—Then the Manager Brought Out an Envelope with My Name
“Yes.”
“Instead he left me with a card and one number.”
Thomas didn’t look away.
“Yes.”
I had no interest in making him ashamed on Gregory’s behalf.
He hadn’t been married to me.
But I needed somebody in that office to say that setting money aside and telling a person it existed were different acts.
“Why didn’t your office contact me sooner?”