My Husband Told Our Daughter to Keep Her Clinic Visits Hidden From Our Bank Account
“We call Brenda Brooks,” Claire said.
Brenda came down the center aisle.
She had a gray blazer on over her scrubs and straightened her blue lanyards as she took the oath and sat down in the witness box.
Claire walked up to the stand holding a plastic sleeve with the final medical waiver in it.
“Ms.
Brooks, can you tell the court what this document is?” Claire asked.
Brenda leaned toward the microphone.