My Husband Told Our Daughter to Keep Her Clinic Visits Hidden From Our Bank Account

Jude confirmation slip,” Brenda said in her quick, clear phone voice.

“My husband handed it to me last night,” I said.

“He told me he’d booked a specialist for next month.”

“The phone number at the top isn’t part of our network,” Brenda said.

Brenda put the page down and turned to her monitors.

Her fingers flew over the keyboard.

“I need to see what insurance he gave you,” I said.

Brenda clicked her mouse twice.