My Husband Demanded I Apologize to His Daughter, So I Walked Out of My Own House
He slid a new steel lock into the wood frame and tested the latch twice.
“The deadbolt is changed, Mrs.
Whitmore, but the side door stays unlocked exactly as your attorney instructed,” James said.
“Thank you,” I said.
He handed me three brass keys on a wire ring and held out his clipboard for my signature on the work receipt.
“Do you need me to check the side deck slider?” James asked.
“No, the side door stays as it is,” I said.
He walked back to his van and drove down the street, leaving the driveway empty again.