My Husband Told Our Daughter to Keep Her Clinic Visits Hidden From Our Bank Account
My phone lit up showing a local hospital extension.
I picked up while sliding my finger under the envelope flap.
“Ellen, it’s Brenda Brooks at the clinic financial office,” the quick, clear voice said.
“Hi, Brenda,” I said.
“I wanted to call before my shift was over,” Brenda said.
“I can hear my blue lanyards clattering against my desk.
I just processed the final court transfer.”
I slid the statement out of the envelope.
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