“Were you divorced from your first wife?” Mr. Townsend asked.
“Yes.”
“Was Mrs. Woodhull divorced when you married her?”
James thought hard on this question, his brow furrowing, silence stretching into an uncomfortable tension before he finally admitted, “I don’t know.”
My mouth dropped open, and the courtroom erupted in scandalized murmurs. How could he have said that? He knew that Canning and I were divorced in 1863. Was he daft or had nerves simply wiped his mind of all memory?
Seeking to restore peace, the lawyer quickly moved on. “Were you afterward divorced from Mrs. Woodhull?”
I stiffened. We never spoke about the brief period we were separated, and now it was going to come out in open court. I rubbed my temples, which were pounding with the rush of my blood. His memory better
