Meredith Caldwell — The Blue Folder
I did not emerge with every dollar I believed I deserved, and Gavin did not walk away with nothing.
Reality rarely resembled the revenge stories people wanted to hear.
The important difference was that I had a voice in the outcome.
One afternoon Lauren called to say Gavin had agreed to amend a provision about the home without another round of argument.
“Why?” I asked.
“His lawyer says Gavin understands there is no basis for pretending you signed those earlier documents.”
I sat beside my desk, looking at the framed photograph of my grandmother.