I picked it up and put it in the school bag.

“You’re making a financial dispute into a custody issue,” Richard said from the doorway.

“I took her for medical attention after you struck her.”

“You’re using the money to keep her.”

I zipped the bag.

“If you keep this up, I’ll make the dispute about your fitness as a mother.”

I stopped with Emily’s sweater in my hand.

“From me?”