Major Hannah Nolan Comes Home to Chesapeake and Discovers Nineteen Thousand Dollars Gone

I counted the weeks since I’d come home.

Four weeks to the hearing, and then it turned into Friday.

I counted the statements.

The bank ledger.

The doorbell video.

The stamp with the chipped corner.

“If the judge grants this,” the clerk said, “you understand it gets carried out the same day.”

“I understand that.”