In a Hartford Courtroom, Grant Wanted the House Until a Little Purple Toy Started Playing
“Keeping track of groceries and utility bills is quite different from managing corporate capital, dear.”
“I spent five years as a senior financial compliance auditor in downtown Hartford before we had Sophie,” I said.
Margaret gave a small, thin smile and reached up to touch the pearl brooch on her lapel.
“That was before Sophie came along, Emily.
Commercial finance moves a great deal faster now than it did then.”
“Did Grant tell you why he moved forty-one thousand dollars out of our joint emergency account on Monday?”
Margaret turned her mug until the handle pointed straight at the kitchen window.