Meredith Caldwell — The Blue Folder
I recognized the dates.
The furniture had been delivered while I was in labor.
I stared at the statement until Lauren placed her hand over the page.
“You can dispute charges that weren’t authorized,” she said.
“We should examine the account terms and the facts.
But don’t make the furniture the biggest issue in the file.”
She was right.
Still, I needed to let the small humiliation hurt.