“Did you take twelve thousand dollars of her savings without telling her?” Heather asked.

“I was using it as a temporary deposit on the rental house,” Seth said.

“You told me Natalie signed that lease herself,” Heather said.

“You told me she begged to stay home with my kids and was selling her car to pay your truck loan.”

Seth looked away from his sister, his relaxed tone gone.

“I was going to even everything out after the wedding,” Seth said.

“My overtime rate is forty-five dollars an hour, and we were combining our income anyway.”