The Night Eleanor Switched On the Clippers Was the Night Three Years of House Payments Came to an End
“Is that what she told you while I was gone?” I asked.
“We talked for an hour after you fell asleep,” he said, stroking the back of my hand with his thumb.
“We both agree we need to start over today without any old resentment dragging us down.”
“And how do you suggest we start over?” I asked, turning the silver ring on my right thumb beneath his palm.
“I called my financial advisor at noon,” Daniel said, leaning in until his shoulders blocked the light from the side window.
“If we pull forty thousand dollars from your saved corporate performance bonus account, we can pay off my remaining private credit balances in one single payment.”