“Can I come in?”
“No.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes.”
“We need to talk.”
“About?”
“The hotel.”
“You should talk to Melissa.”
“This isn’t legal.”
“It became legal when you used marital funds.”
His face tightened. “It was six hundred dollars.”
“That is not the total.”
He stopped. “What does that mean?”
“Melissa finished reviewing the statements.”
“How much?”
“You’ll receive the accounting.”
“Claire.”
“You asked me not to reduce your affair to money.”
“I remember.”
“I didn’t.”
He shut his eyes. Melissa and I had painstakingly reviewed two checking accounts and three
