My husband and I divorced after 36 years of marriage – At his funeral, his father drank too much and said to me, “You don’t even know what he did for you, do you?”

That evening, I slid my laptop towards Troy while he was watching the news.

“Did you withdraw any money from our current account?”

He barely looked up from the TV. “I paid the bills.”

” How much ? “

There was no mistake.

“A few thousand. It’ll all work out.”

“Where?” I turned the screen towards him.

“Troy is a lot. Where is all this going?”

He rubbed his forehead, his eyes still fixed on the television. “Like always… things around the house, bills. I move the money sometimes, you know that. It’ll come back.”

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