I kept my eyes closed.
The following morning, I called a divorce attorney.
Daniel contacted one too.
Neither lawyer recommended anything dramatic. They advised us to preserve documents, protect personal accounts, and avoid destroying property or draining joint funds.
That afternoon, Daniel called.
“Mom.”
His voice sounded strange.
“What?”
“I checked the account Jenna and I used for wedding money.”
He’d discovered several transfers from their shared savings into Jenna’s private account.
Eight hundred.
Twelve hundred.
Nine hundred.
Two thousand.
Nearly $9,000 over several months.
“Could they be normal expenses?” I asked.
“Maybe.”
But he sounded doubtful.
Meanwhile, I discovered three hotel charges on a credit card Mark and I shared.
The latest was from the hotel where I’d followed him.
Daniel said, “So Dad was paying for rooms with your money.” GetParenting Tips
“Our money.”
“Mom.”
“I know.”
Later that afternoon, Mark called.
“What are you doing for dinner?”I stared at the kitchen wall.
