Madison’s dresser drawers were empty.
Her toothbrush was gone.
Half the bathroom counter had disappeared.
The framed wedding picture near the stairs had been turned face down.
In the kitchen, Rebecca Lawson’s business card sat on the island.
Beneath it was one sealed envelope with Ethan’s name written in Madison’s hand.
He opened it standing up.
Then he sat down.
Legal-separation petition.
Temporary financial preservation.
Medical privacy authorization.
Contact through counsel for legal matters.
No accusations in red ink.
No curse words.
