The next morning, Claire filed for an emergency protection from abuse order at the county courthouse. Daniel was not allowed to contact her or Ava, come near Mark’s house, Ava’s school, Claire’s workplace, or the salon. Claire also filed for divorce. Daniel’s name was on their lease, some shared bills, and one joint credit card, but Claire discovered very quickly that fear had made those ties seem stronger than they were. A home could be left. A credit card could be frozen. A man’s control could look permanent until someone
started signing forms.
Two officers accompanied Claire to the house on Maple Ridge Drive. Daniel was not there, though his truck had been parked crookedly in the driveway earlier, according to the neighbor across the street. The house smelled like lemon cleaner and coffee, painfully ordinary. Claire packed Ava’s clothes, schoolbooks, stuffed rabbit, winter coat, birth certificate, and the folder where she kept medical records. Then she went upstairs to the bathroom and found the small ribbon scissors in the back of the vanity drawer.
