The final month had brought the inevitable reality. Exactly thirty days after the night Mark’s boot crushed my screen, the four of them walked into my attorney’s conference room, an entourage of sudden destitution.
Eric looked hollowed out. Diane radiated pure, acidic fury. Mark looked like a man who was only just realizing that bravado didn’t pay utility bills. Robert, Eric’s father, sat quietly …
The final month had brought the inevitable reality. Exactly thirty days after the night Mark’s boot crushed my screen, the four of them walked into my attorney’s conference room, an entourage of sudden destitution. Read More