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

“A black one with a cracked screen.”

She said it quietly, not looking at me.

“He told me to write that number on the medical forms,” she said.

“Dad said if anybody called from the clinic, I should tell them I felt totally fine.”

I stared at the edge of the coffee table.

A couple of her school pens lay beside a pile of envelopes.

“He told you to lie to the nurses, Hannah?”

“He said he didn’t want you worrying,” Hannah said.