I am not sure I had ever laughed so hard in my life. She couldn't possibly think it was different. But her body language was defensive and her eyes told me she did. I was momentarily taken aback. Could she not know? Was that even possible?

"Oh. My. God. You don't know."

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

I didn't say anything for awhile, quickly doing the mental math. But I couldn't find any pitfalls. After months of interviews and depositions and discovery motions, it was all part of the record. If she really didn't know, he had to know she would find out. I wouldn't be hurting...