I pulled my phone out of my pocket and opened the mobile app for Community First Bank.

I scrolled past the weekly grocery bills to the joint debit log from Saturday afternoon.

A charge for exactly one hundred and forty dollars sat near the top of the pending list.

The vendor code showed a boutique shoe store on Washington Avenue in Golden.

Daniel hadn’t used his separate consulting account to buy the shoes.

He had used our shared household money to cover a purchase Melissa had promised her.

I set my phone flat on the dining room table.