My In-Laws Assumed a Wife Would Stay Silent — They Forgot I’d Spent Nine Years as a Forensic Accountant

We can fix this, Jessi.”

And I almost laughed, because the word home in his mouth was so grotesque.

I did not laugh.

I said the truest thing I had said in three years, softly, into the phone, and then I hung up.

“I was home, Luca,” I said.

“I was home, when your mother beat me.”

Chapter 11 — The Legal Dominoes

I hung up, and I muted my phone, and I let the machinery I had set in motion begin to turn.