I don’t even want to go home today for the first time since Julia left Jeff and came to live with me. I want to stay in the office, pretending to work, burying my head in the proverbial sand, so that I don’t have to tell her that Jeff refused to sign the agreement.

In the hours since Thompson scattered the offer across the table and stormed out of the conference room, my lawyers have been in contact with his lawyers, and I have learned that it isn’t about the money. It’s about ...