Today was moving day.

I was finally moving in with my husband, and there was no trace of excitement in me. Atticus had sent movers, and they were already putting everything I wanted to take inside the moving van.

I didn’t plan to take many things with me, which is why I didn’t bother with hiring movers, but Atticus had hired them without contacting me first, which made me angry.

Some workers at my father’s house had been regrettably fired since the house would not need a lot of ...