your attorney stopped pretending didn’t matter the moment the judge signed the final order.”

Vanessa looked at Trevor. “You told us she was dragging her feet moving out.”

“I’m not moving out,” I said. “Not until the terms are met.”

Diane turned toward her son, voice suddenly thin. “Trevor, what is she talking about?”

He rubbed his face. “It’s temporary.continue reading …

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