Chapter 4

The divorce papers felt heavier than they should have in my hands as I sat at the kitchen table, my cast propped awkwardly on a second chair. I'd printed them at the library yesterday, using their computer while the medical transport waited outside—another sixty-dollar ride that had eaten into our grocery budget.

Three days had passed since Raylan's bungee jumping announcement, three days of watching him plan his adventure weekend with Angelina while I struggled to reach basic necessities in our own home. The final straw had come this morning when I'd found him researching romantic bed-and-breakfasts in the area,…