When My Husband Pocket-Dialed Me

me, Audrey. Do not confront him. Do not sign anything. Do not change your behavior. Send me every document he gives you. Robert and I will handle the rest.”

Robert Crane was my father’s attorney. He had been with our family so long I called him Uncle Robert until I was fifteen.

“Can you stop him?” I asked.

My father’s voice dropped.

“Honey, if what you continue reading …