Seventy-Two-Year-Old Darla Pays Cash for an Emerald Green Prom Dress
I picked up the check, folded it back along its crease and slid it across the table until it touched his thumb.
“If I take your money and pay this bill, Rory wins,” I said.
“He gets to cut off our daughter, keep his six hundred dollars for Tasha’s girl and watch me scrape up charity to cover for him.”
Ben leaned back in the wooden chair and looked at me for a long moment.
“So what’s the plan?
You’ve got nothing in savings and forty-eight hours before the state pulls her car tags.”
“I’m going to quit trying to deal with Rory on my own,” I said.
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