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To have that support was like a return to the fold. For the first time, he felt his father had his back.
The fight with Crystal escalated the moment he returned home.
“You railroaded me, you and your parents. I never should have signed that letter.”
Brad smiled as he walked out the door.
Brad was finishing a ham and cheese sandwich when Crystal strode in, dropping her leather coat on the chair and dumping her purse on the table. She kissed his cheek. “Surprise.” She dropped two tickets on the table.
“What’s this?” He picked them up and opened the flap.
“The Cook Islands; I booked us a beachside resort for ten days, nothing but sunshine, beach and being pampered, you and me.” She traced her long painted nails up his arm.
“You’re unbelievable.” He pushed away his plate, threw down the tickets and walked out.
He was determined to do this right and heed his lawyer’s advice to walk away from a fight. It was hard, especially the way she goaded him. He phoned Keith again and yelled. “Hurry and get me that court date. I want her out of my house.”
Brad cancelled Crystal’s credit cards and emptied their joint bank account, and removed his name from the account. It was now solely hers. And he left firm instructions with the manager of the bank; she no longer had access to any of his funds.
She’d stormed into the house when he was in his office. She’d thrown her purse at him, then a book, and anything else she could grab. “You asshole, I was in the city shopping for a new pair of shoes and my card was declined. Do you have any idea how embarrassing that is? I tried every card and each one was declined. The manager was called and she took my cards and cut them up.”
Brad leaned his head back and howled. He laughed so hard tears leaked out. “I’d have paid good money to see that, baby.”
Of course, she grabbed his jade bookend and launched it at his head, he ducked thank goodness, and the glass unit behind him shattered.
Of course, the very next day, Brad’s lawyer received a very angry call from her lawyer. A demand for maintenance for his client or they’d be suing him for damages. It was going to get nasty.
“Brad, listen to me, she’s already seeking full custody of Trevor. But now, according to her lawyer, she’ll rescind this if you agree to drop the suit to divorce her, reinstate her credit cards, and give full access to your bank account.”
“Keith, she’s dreaming. I’m done with her; I’m not giving her anything.” Brad squeezed his cell phone as he stomped out of the barn.
“Let me finish. It gets worse. According to her lawyer, Crystal’s alleging undue cruelty to Trevor through this ABA therapy treatment you started. It seems they’re able to track down some experts who’ll cite recent claims that it leaves these children not only robotic, but also scarred with devastating long-term effects; like a syndrome similar to what veterans from the war suffer.”
“I’m going in the house right now and I’m throwing her out. Trevor’s with my parents. Let her fight me from somewhere else.”
Keith shouted so loud Brad lifted the phone away from his ear. “I told you before to cool your temper. You make a, stupid ass, move like that and I guarantee you’ll spend the night cooling your butt in a holding cell. And I’ll leave you there. Then she’ll have a restraining order against you by morning, before you get out of lockup. The locks will be changed on your house and she’ll have a fast track to gaining full custody of Trevor.” When Brad hung up, ice water could have flowed through his veins. He shoveled out a few horse stalls before he’d calmed down, and then he called Keith back. “Listen Keith, you mentioned something about some experts who said this therapy for Trevor causes some war vet syndrome.”
Keith let out a heavy sigh. “Brad, there was a court battle in Canada a few years back. A group of parents took the government to court to obtain medically necessary treatment for their autistic children. The court battle went to the Supreme Court of Canada. In the Auton case, The Supreme Court in BC dismissed the information Crystal’s using from these experts as not valid, yet it was still published. Your Lovaas ABA therapy has been proven genuine, so we’ll use her theory against her. But the judge may be swayed by her interest as a mother torn, not wanting the therapy, by all the perilous misinformation that’s out there.”
“Listen up, Brad. I’m going to warn you again, because she knows which buttons to push to set you off; control that temper of yours, be smart, think before you say anything, and above all call me if you’re not sure.” That last remark had brought a slight smile to his lips. Keith knew him well—too well sometimes.
“Plan B, I’ve hired a private detective I used to work with in Seattle. I guarantee you he’ll dig and find any deep dark secret and skeleton we can use on Crystal.”
Brad kicked at a pile of manure. “Keith, something’s been bothering me—Crystal coming back when she did and knowing things that were going on at the ranch she shouldn’t have. I don’t know, it’s as if she’s got someone on the inside feeding her information.”
“I’ll get Byrd, my guy in Seattle, to check it out.”
Brad stared at the house he loved with such venom. “Thanks, Keith.”
He pocketed his phone and grabbed a rake. “May as well clean out the rest of these stalls.”
Two weeks and three days had passed since he’d last touched Emily. He should have called before now. If nothing else, to tell her how much he cared.
Keith called and he raced into town. They spent hours strategizing. When Brad left, he was distracted, but he didn’t miss the small brunette who gasped, ducked her head and attempted to walk around him. “Whoa, Em, what are you doing?” He reached out and grasped her arm. But she yanked it away and when she raised her head, he was rocked by the blazing fire that seeped from her eyes. “Em, are you okay? I know I should have called.” Whoa, if the sparks flying from her were any indication, she was madder than a nest of angry hornets.
“Well, funny you should ask. Just answer one question for me. What kind of kicks do you get by pulling that kind of crap on me? How could you, Brad? What did I ever do to you?”
He was stunned by her hostility. Her eyes had taken on a deeper hurt, as if she hated him. His gut twisted when the tears popped out in her eyes. “Look, Em, I’m sorry I didn’t call, I have no excuse. You’ve been on my mind almost every minute of the day. I just didn’t know what to tell you. I’ve been fighting to keep my head above water with this divorce and custody of Trevor. I just didn’t want you getting dragged into the middle of it.”
With the look she gave him, at that moment; Brad wondered if she’d ever speak to him again. Then she dropped her eyes and shook her head, and stepped around him to walk away. And then changed her mind, stepped into his space, tilting her face up to his, with all the fire and fury blazing in her eyes. “Your divorce? Are you kidding me, you sure have a funny way of showing it from what I’ve heard. Have a nice vacation, Brad?” This time when she stepped back; she was walking away.
It was pure instinct to grab her arm. “Whoa, just a second. What the hell are you talking about? What vacation?”
She rolled her eyes at him. “Don’t play games, Brad. I really thought you were different; that you were someone with values and integrity. What hurts more is how you could have done that to me. You know how hard I’ve been struggling and it hasn’t been easy finding another job.”
Okay, now she really had him confused, and he felt a sticky sick feeling expand inside him like a ball being pumped with air. A few curious people milled around. They were getting loud. Brad took hold of her arm and pulled her with him to his truck parked ten feet away. He yanked open the door. “Get in, now.”
She couldn’t believe his high handedness. What a bully. She should scream and
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