He shook his head.
“No, Your Honor,” Voss said. “My client withdraws the petition.”
Commissioner Lin made a note.
“The petition is dismissed,” she said. “With prejudice. Petitioner is ordered to pay the respondent’s reasonable attorney’s fees and costs.” She looked up at the camera, straight at me. “Mrs. Davis, can you hear me?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“I’m sorry you had to deal with this while recovering from surgery,” she said. “I hope your recovery goes well. And I hope your family finds its way back to you.”
“Thank you,” I said.
The screen went dark.
Joyce squeezed my hand. “That’s it?”
“That’s it,” Gloria said. She closed her laptop. “Your house is yours. Your money is yours. Your life is yours.”
I lay back against my pillows. I closed my eyes. I didn’t cry. I was too tired to cry.
Gloria sent the bill for her fees to David’s attorney. It came to $14,860.
