Chapter 19 - No Court Order
Miriam had the court docket by Wednesday afternoon. She invited Adrian's counsel, Gregory Sloane, to a video conference and let him describe the supposedly restored marriage in his own words.
“An emergency request was submitted,” Gregory said. “The filing was intended to stabilize a broader family trust matter.”
“Was it granted?” Miriam asked.
“Not yet.”
“Did my client sign it?”
“No.”
“Then why did your client display it as proof of an existing marital status?”
Gregory took his glasses off. Adrian, whose camera was on, said nothing.
Miriam's follow-up letter was short: withdraw the unsupported assertion, correct any statements made to third parties, and confirm that the divorce judgment remained operative pending any genuine court ruling.
After the call, I went downstairs and bought a loaf of bread. Such an ordinary errand shouldn't have felt triumphant, but I was free to walk the length of the block without arguing over a legal fiction.
My phone vibrated at the bakery counter.
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I told the board we are divorced, Adrian wrote. I also withdrew the motion.
I read it once, then ordered two cinnamon rolls instead of one.
