You have to help me save the house.”

Paula was in my office with me.

Before I could answer, she slid a fresh set of documents across my desk toward Daniel.

“Before you ask Mariana for another dime, Daniel,” she said, “you should take a look at these.” Daniel picked up the pages, frowning.

“What is this?” And Paula crossed her arms.

“It means Lauren’s fraud isn’t the biggest problem in your family.”

I looked my husband directly in the eye.