my house.”
Daniel looked at him.
“Then you’ll need to buy Claire out.”
Derek laughed.
“With what?”
That became the problem.
Years earlier, I had contributed one hundred eighty thousand dollars from an inheritance from my mother toward the down payment.
It was documented.
The equity was substantial.
And after Derek’s spending, his savings weren’t.
He applied to refinance the mortgage alone.
He was denied.
He tried another lender.
Denied again.
By the fifth month of the divorce, the house went on the market.
I didn’t celebrate.
I didn’t want
