At 78, He Took Everything But One Hidden Document Turned His Perfect Divorce Into a Legal Nightmare

pocket and pulled out the key fob to his new truck.
His mouth opened.
I held it between two fingers.
“This,” I said, “is the last thing of yours going into my pool.”
Then I dropped it into the deep end.
The fob vanished beneath the rippling blue water.
For the first time, Caleb had nothing to say.
Vanessa turned toward the side gate.
Then another car door continue reading …