My new lawyer, Erika, isn’t supposed to call me until next week, so when I see her name come up on my phone, I know I’m not going to like what she has to say. “I’m just going to cut to the point,” she says, which…thank you. Because it costs me a few hundred dollars each time she calls. I sigh. “Nick is applying for partial custody again.”

I snort. “You’re joking, right?” After the hot car incident, my ex was released from the county lockup with an ankle ...