My Husband Told Our Daughter to Keep Her Clinic Visits Hidden From Our Bank Account
The money settled weeks ago.”
I folded the page in half and put it in my purse.
That folded sheet felt heavy hanging from my shoulder.
I went back out to the car and sat behind the wheel.
I watched a city bus roll past the bank, splashing brown water across the sidewalk.
Four thousand dollars set aside for medical emergencies had vanished.
When I got home at four, I put water on to boil.
I made a cup of chamomile tea and toasted a plain bagel, setting them both on a little wooden tray.