She sold her SUV, the one my paychecks had paid for, and put the money toward the mortgage debt her gambling had created.

She gave a full statement about the missing money, which the lender’s lawyers used to restructure the loan so we could keep the house.

She showed up for every court-ordered session.

She showed up for some that weren’t required.

She wrote Finn a letter every week.

I read each one before he did.

Not a single one asked him for anything.

Most were about little things: a bird outside the window at the treatment center, a book she was reading, a joke she thought he might like.