The postnuptial agreement specified that in the event of separation or divorce, the house, which I owned solely, would remain entirely mine. Gabriel would have no claim to the property, the equity, or any furnishing or improvement I had funded.
Gabriel had never signed it. Patricia had told me to keep it ready.
I told Gabriel to read all three documents before he finished his dinner.
He read the deed first. His face did not change.
He read Patricia’s letter. His jaw tightened.
He read the postnuptial agreement. He set it down.
He told me I was overreacting. He told me he had moved Mom to the basement because the guest room was on the main floor and he needed space for his equipment. He told me it was temporary. He told me Mom had not complained.
I told him a seventy-year-old woman undergoing chemotherapy does not complain because the person she depends on for food and shelter has taught her that complaining means losing both.
