him to explain everything he had already agreed to.
He hadn’t sold our house.
He hadn’t signed away any property.
But what he had done was complicated enough.
He had accepted money for equipment I still used.
He had promised delivery dates.
He had reserved the house near San Blas without showing me the agreement.
And he had already offered our current home to a couple he knew from his old job.
They had begun preparing to move.
“We can still fix this,” Paola said carefully.
“Of course we can,”
