After Henry left, I put the divorce papers on the desk and stared at the words "Divorce Agreement," feeling kind of lost.

"Playing the long con, huh?" A man's voice cut through the silence.

Richard was back from his meeting.

I frowned. "What are you talking about?"

His voice dripped with sarcasm. "If you really wanted a divorce, why'd you run to Grandpa so quick?"

"You think I told him?"

"Who else would ...