They think of the firm that finds hidden money.

I did not keep their name out of sentiment.

I kept it as a trophy.

I had not just walked away from a marriage, in those two years.

I had reclaimed an entire self.

For three years, to keep a fragile peace, I had quietly suppressed the professional I had spent a decade becoming — had let myself be reduced to a wife, a fixture, a woman whose competence was inconvenient to the people around her.

And in the wreckage of the divorce I had picked that professional back up, and I had built her a practice of her own.