The deadline for the remaining financial records passed on a Friday.<\/p>\n
My attorney called that afternoon.<\/p>\n
Julian's side had provided some additional material, but the response did not fully address every question in our request.<\/p>\n
She explained which items had been supplied and which explanations remained incomplete.<\/p>\n
I wrote down the details.<\/p>\n
For a moment, I felt the old frustration rising.<\/p>\n
I wanted to know why Julian had made the payments.<\/p>\n
I wanted him to explain the vague invoices and the transfers that had first drawn my attention.<\/p>\n
I wanted him to admit that I had not imagined the problems.<\/p>\n
But my attorney reminded me that a delayed or incomplete response did not establish the reason for it.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe can ask the court to address what's still outstanding,\u201d she said. \u201cWe cannot fill in the gaps ourselves.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I did know.<\/p>\n
I had repeated that principle in my own notes so often that I could recite it without looking.<\/p>\n
Still, I had to remind myself that uncertainty was not evidence of the worst possible explanation.<\/p>\n
I spent the weekend sorting the documents we did have.<\/p>\n
I made one list of confirmed entries.<\/p>\n
I made another list of entries that still needed clarification.<\/p>\n
I kept the two lists separate.<\/p>\n
The difference was important.<\/p>\n
I was not going to let my fear turn an unanswered question into a proven fact.<\/p>\n
On Saturday morning, Maya asked if we could go to the park.<\/p>\n
I nearly said I needed to finish the paperwork.<\/p>\n
Then I looked at the clock.<\/p>\n
I had already spent most of the morning at the kitchen table.<\/p>\n
The documents would still be there when we returned.<\/p>\n
\u201cGet your shoes,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
She ran down the hallway.<\/p>\n
At the park, she climbed the steps to the slide and called for me to watch.<\/p>\n
I watched every time.<\/p>\n
She slid down, ran back up, and did it again.<\/p>\n
After a while, she asked me to push her on the swing.<\/p>\n
I stood behind her and gave the chains a gentle push.<\/p>\n
\u201cHigher!\u201d<\/p>\n
I pushed a little harder.<\/p>\n
She laughed.<\/p>\n
For several minutes, I did not think about Julian's accounts or the court schedule.<\/p>\n
I thought about whether Maya was getting too close to the ground when she swung back.<\/p>\n
I thought about the loose strand of hair sticking to her cheek.<\/p>\n
I thought about how much she loved being pushed high enough to feel the air move around her face.<\/p>\n
It was ordinary.<\/p>\n
That was why it mattered.<\/p>\n
When we returned home, she wanted to make a picture of the park.<\/p>\n
I found paper and crayons.<\/p>\n
She drew the swing, the slide, and two people standing nearby.<\/p>\n
One had long hair.<\/p>\n
The other had a small round head.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat's you,\u201d she said, pointing to the smaller figure.<\/p>\n
\u201cI'm glad you made me tall enough to reach the swing.\u201d<\/p>\n
She giggled.<\/p>\n
Then she drew a rabbit in the grass.<\/p>\n
I put the picture beside the earlier drawing on the refrigerator.<\/p>\n
The bright front door was still visible underneath it.<\/p>\n
I thought about how much of our lives had been reduced to documents and arguments.<\/p>\n
The drawings reminded me that our family was not only a case file.<\/p>\n
The following Monday, my attorney filed a request asking the court to address the remaining disclosure issues.<\/p>\n
She included the original requests, the responses received, and a clear description of what was still needed.<\/p>\n
I read the filing before it was submitted.<\/p>\n
It did not accuse Julian of hiding every answer.<\/p>\n
It showed the court what had been requested, what had been provided, and what remained unresolved.<\/p>\n
I signed where necessary.<\/p>\n
Then I put the papers away.<\/p>\n
I had expected the legal process to give me a moment of certainty.<\/p>\n
Instead, it was teaching me to tolerate the parts I could not yet know.<\/p>\n
I did not like that lesson.<\/p>\n
I needed it anyway.<\/p>\n
That evening, Julian sent me a message about Maya's next visit.<\/p>\n
He wanted to change the pickup time.<\/p>\n
I checked the school schedule and replied with the times I could manage.<\/p>\n
We agreed on an adjustment.<\/p>\n
The exchange was brief.<\/p>\n
There was no argument about money.<\/p>\n
There was no accusation about the video.<\/p>\n
For a moment, I wondered whether this was how we might communicate from now on.<\/p>\n
Not warmly.<\/p>\n
Not as friends.<\/p>\n
Just clearly enough to make decisions for our daughter.<\/p>\n
I hoped we could.<\/p>\n
The next day, Maya returned from school with a note about an upcoming classroom activity.<\/p>\n
She wanted help choosing what to bring.<\/p>\n
We looked through the kitchen cupboards.<\/p>\n
She chose a box of crackers and asked if she could help arrange them in a container.<\/p>\n
I let her.<\/p>\n
She placed them carefully, one after another.<\/p>\n
When she finished, she looked pleased.<\/p>\n
\u201cCan I show Daddy what I made?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her face brightened.<\/p>\n
I helped her put the container in the refrigerator so it would be ready in the morning.<\/p>\n
Then I realized how much I wanted her to feel free to share ordinary happiness with both of us.<\/p>\n
I did not want every mention of Julian to make me tense.<\/p>\n
I did not want her to study my expression before saying his name.<\/p>\n
That night, I spoke with the child advocate about the concerns Maya had expressed.<\/p>\n
I described the questions she had asked and the way she sometimes seemed worried about upsetting one of us.<\/p>\n
The advocate listened and suggested that we continue giving Maya simple, consistent reassurance.<\/p>\n
She also recommended keeping adult discussions away from her and letting her express her feelings without asking her to choose between parents.<\/p>\n
I agreed.<\/p>\n
I was grateful that the advice was practical.<\/p>\n
I could not erase the conflict.<\/p>\n
I could make our home a place where Maya did not have to solve it.<\/p>\n
A few days later, Julian's attorney contacted mine about the outstanding records.<\/p>\n
They said they were working to clarify the remaining entries.<\/p>\n
There was no complete explanation yet.<\/p>\n
My attorney said we would keep the issue before the court.<\/p>\n
I wrote the update in my notebook.<\/p>\n
Then I closed it.<\/p>\n
I thought about the first day I noticed the money was missing.<\/p>\n
At the time, I had believed that if I found the right transaction, I would find the explanation.<\/p>\n
I had imagined one hidden payment leading to another, until the entire story became obvious.<\/p>\n
The reality was slower.<\/p>\n
Some entries were supported.<\/p>\n
Some remained unclear.<\/p>\n
Some explanations might still arrive.<\/p>\n
The evidence would have to be assessed carefully, and the court would decide what conclusions it supported.<\/p>\n
I could keep working through that process.<\/p>\n
But I could no longer make my sense of worth depend on Julian admitting that I had been right to ask questions.<\/p>\n
His agreement would not change the records.<\/p>\n
His denial would not erase them.<\/p>\n
I knew what I had seen.<\/p>\n
I also knew what I had not yet established.<\/p>\n
That was enough to keep going.<\/p>\n
On Friday night, Maya asked me to read her favorite book.<\/p>\n
I sat beside her while she tucked the rabbit under one arm.<\/p>\n
I read the first page, and she corrected me when I skipped a word.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou missed that part.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're right.\u201d<\/p>\n
I went back and read it again.<\/p>\n
She smiled and settled against the pillow.<\/p>\n
When the story ended, she asked for one more page.<\/p>\n
I read it.<\/p>\n
Then she closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
I stayed beside her until she fell asleep.<\/p>\n
The court could wait until morning.<\/p>\n
The questions about the money could wait, too.<\/p>\n
For the first time in a long time, I did not feel that putting the folder away meant I was giving up.<\/p>\n
It meant I was allowed to live while the answers were still being found.<\/p>\n
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