I didn’t want to invent evidence or force a dramatic outcome.

That afternoon, Oliver arrived at the house to collect his property.

I was there with Marcus’s arranged support.

The children remained safely away from the confrontation.

Oliver’s blue sedan pulled into the driveway.

The trunk was held open with a wooden stick because the hydraulic support was broken.

He looked tired.

Sweat darkened the collar of his shirt.

He carried boxes from the garage.

Tools.