He pointed his finger at the necklace on my chest.

“I spent a lot of money on that jewelry,” he said.

“I did it because I appreciate the extra shifts you’re working.”

“I appreciate the necklace,” I said.

“Then stop interrogating me about old paperwork,” he said.

“I buy you a gold necklace to celebrate our future, and you turn it into a court trial.”

“I am not making it a trial,” I said.

“I just want to know why a house application has your name on it.”