love I had left for him.
I kissed my daughter’s forehead.
“You’re not going anywhere.”
Downstairs, Derek shouted, “Start packing!”
I reached into my purse and pulled out my phone.
I had five brothers.
Derek constantly joked about them, calling them “Claire’s little army” and assuming they were ordinary blue-collar men from the family I rarely discussed.
He knew Daniel was an attorney.
He didn’t know Daniel was a partner at the firm representing Derek’s company.
He knew Marcus worked in banking.
He didn’t know Marcus’s institution held Derek’s largest
