The School Bus Driver Told Me to Check My Son’s Bag—Inside Was a $48,000 Receipt and the First Clue to My Husband’s Ohio Plan
There were signatures bearing my name on documents from the summer as well as the newer transfer request.
“I wasn’t bedridden,” I told Nora.
“I was working at the clinic.”
She looked down at the pages.
“That is what he told us.”
“Did you see me sign?”
“No.”
She stopped clicking her pen.