Yellow Ceramic Mug and Red Silk Scarf in a Red Buick

to the courthouse until the actual hearing begins tomorrow morning.”

I stood up from the table, my decisions made. “I am not going to run, Raymond, and I am not going to stay quiet.”

“Be careful at the house, Clara,” he said. “Nicole is not the type to sit still when she smells a delay.”

I walked down his gravel path to my car, the air continue reading …