Martin murmured, “Edward…”
The anger on Dad’s face turned into alarm.
Then his phone began ringing.
It was the bank.
He stared at the caller identification as though a verdict had appeared on the screen.
Mom seized my wrist. “Undo this.”
I looked down at her hand until she released me.
“You said my only value was the money I bring home,” I said. “So I took my value home.”
Dad accidentally answered the call on speaker.
A woman’s voice echoed across the dining room.
“Mr. Callahan, we received Ms. Callahan’s notice. Effective immediately, all pending credit extensions are frozen.”
Vivian’s voice dropped to a whisper. “But my wedding deposit…”
The banker continued, “And there is a second matter. We need to discuss possible misuse of restricted business funds.”
Dad turned toward Vivian.
Vivian lowered her gaze to the floor.
