PART 3 The courthouse smelled like wet coats, old paper, and coffee that had been burned for too many hours.

management authority is denied.”

Savannah closed her eyes.

Rachel started crying behind her.

Margaret placed one steady hand on the wheelchair handle.

The judge looked at Savannah.

“Mrs. Calloway, I advise rest, counsel, and no unnecessary direct communication with Mr. Calloway while divorce and custody matters proceed.”

“Yes, Your Honor,” Savannah whispered.continue reading …