My mother-in-law blocked the entrance to my new apartment and screamed that her son had bought it for her, ordering me to leave.

Push the credit line through while I was in Portland. If I discovered it later, Blake could drown me in marital language, domestic confusion, and bureaucratic delays.

He thought I would spend days arguing with Evelyn.

He thought I would focus on the insult and miss the structure underneath.

Blake had always underestimated my profession.

He forgot consultants continue reading …