Seventy-Three Thousand Dollars in Phony Medical Bills, Paid for a Pregnant Replacement

Mom’s counting on Monday.”

The cup handle felt thin between my fingers.

“Counting on it for what?”

“Physical therapy.

The household.

You know what she’s like.” He glanced at his watch again.

“She had to put up a deposit on Brooke’s place last week.

It set her back.”