“He took your cash, wrote no receipts, and used it to cover the monthly vehicle lease payment.

He paid nothing toward your health insurance.”

I looked at the forty-two-dollar prescription receipt sitting under my water glass.

“He let the medical coverage drop on purpose.”

“That’s only the accounting side, Loretta,” Arthur said.

He paused, and I heard the faint tap of a pen on his desk.

“There’s another document in the court staging database.”

“What kind of document?” I asked.