Three weeks after Kassie had filed the child support petition, she was feeding Emma breakfast when the doorbell rang. Through the kitchen window, she could see an unfamiliar car in her driveway and a woman in a business suit walking back toward the vehicle.
“Mom, someone left an envelope by the door,” Lee called from the front hallway.
Kassie’s stomach dropped. She knew what that envelope contained before she even opened it—the court papers Daniel would receive, officially notifying him that she was seeking child support for Emma.
The rest of the morning passed in a haze of normal activities—getting the older kids off to school, playing with Emma, trying to manage her joint pain that was particularly bad today. But underneath it all was the knowledge that Daniel now knew about the court
