But it became mine again.

Sarah once joked that the most valuable document in the entire case hadn’t been the financial addendum.

It was the little list I’d written on the back of an envelope during our first meeting: A safe place for Tommy.

Financial clarity.

A future I can choose.

I kept that envelope in my desk.

When I felt discouraged, I unfolded it and read the three sentences.

They were not extravagant ambitions, but they had carried us farther than the house, cars, or savings ever could.