The Night I Became a Colonel, My Mother-in-Law Cut My Hair While I Slept—By Morning, I Was Done Obeying Them

I closed my eyes.

Julian knew exactly where I had been.

He had complained about the trip for weeks.

“Has the transfer gone through?”

“No.

The filing appears to have been flagged because of inconsistencies in the acknowledgment.

I’m already contacting the county office.”

“Can we stop it?”