The night before our first real road trip in 30 years, I got an email: CANCELED. I called my husband. ‘What happened?’ He said, ‘I canceled it. My sister needs you to watch her kids.’

started first.

“Mr. Hayes intends to retain control of the consulting firm and requests that Mrs. Hayes waive any claim to its future value.”

Eleanor pushed a document across the table.

“That depends on whether Mr. Hayes intends to relocate the firm.”

Daniel frowned.

“What?”

“The office lease expires in four months,” Eleanor said. “The building is Claire’s separate inherited property.”

Daniel leaned forward.

“We’ve been there twenty years.”

“At forty-two percent below current market rent,” I said.

His attorney looked sharply in his direction.

Daniel flushed.

“We’re married. She