marriage.
He remained on the porch. “How much?”
“Eighteen thousand four hundred twenty.”
“That’s impossible.”
“It isn’t.”
“Not all of that was Rachel.”
“Your attorney will receive the itemization.”
“You went through everything.”
“Yes.”
“That feels invasive.”
I laughed, and he looked hurt.
“I’m glad we’ve reached the part where privacy matters to you.”
He glanced down the drive. “Rachel left me.”
I waited without offering either sympathy or satisfaction. He tried again.
“She got her sister to pick her up Saturday,” he continued. PlanFamily Trips
“I’m sorry you had a difficult weekend.”
“You’re sorry?”
“I don’t know what response you want.”
He rubbed his face. “She thinks I used her.”
I pictured Rachel in the lobby calling herself a prop.
“She may have a point.”
“So you agree with her?”
“This is not a team sport.”
“She thinks I booked the hotel because of you.”
“You did.”
“That wasn’t
