“If you want dinner, lick it off the floor!” My son-in-law mocked me after knocking my plate down, while making a toast at dinner. I stood up, adjusted my coat, and said three words that left him completely terrified!

But not with guests.

With lawyers.

Victor stormed inside dragging Claire behind him like an accessory he was no longer sure he owned. His mother followed close behind, wrapped in pearls and panic. Two police officers stood near the doorway.

My attorney sat calmly at the table with three neatly organized folders in front of him.

Victor stopped cold.

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