A Late-Night Text, A Red Convertible, And A Question That Changed Everything

must be accompanied by detailed evidence and signed under penalty of perjury. Do you understand?”

Dad muttered something like yes, your honor.

Outside, Dad caught up to me.

“You didn’t have to do that,” he said.

“I didn’t have to? You filed a petition to declare me incompetent. I defended myself.”

His face twisted. “We were worried. You weren’t returning continue reading …