When we finished, I sat back.
“So what’s the next actual step?”
“We’ll finish reviewing the information about efforts to locate Donald and determine the appropriate service procedure. I’ll contact you when we’re ready to take that step. Meanwhile, you can start gathering these records.”
“And there’s no guarantee when the divorce will be final.”
“Correct.”
I made a face. “I was hoping you’d suddenly produce a magic stamp.”
“If I had one, I’d charge considerably more.”
I laughed.
Then I looked at the folder containing my marriage.
It was strange to think that years of my life could be reduced to forms, account numbers, and signatures. There had been so much fear inside that marriage, so many nights when I’d wondered whether I’d ever get out.
Now I was sitting across from a woman wh
