Nice.

Rebecca read each message without a flicker.

“Keep answering only what concerns the children,” she said. “Nothing else. He is documenting his own priorities better than any lawyer of mine ever could. Let him.”

At the temporary hearing, Grant arrived in a charcoal suit, wearing the wounded, patient expression of a good father being kept from his kids by an unreasonable woman.

His attorney argued that I had pulled the children out of a stable home without giving Grant any chance to fix a simple disagreement.

Rebecca answered with paper.