The accusations hadn’t been grief or Diane’s difficult personality or her controlling nature or any of the generous explanations Sarah had constructed. They had been a strategy. A deliberate, methodical strategy to make Sarah look unstable before Sarah could make Diane look guilty.
A little later, Tom was at the kitchen table. He looked at her face and said, “Sit down.” She sat. She told him everything — the withdrawal, the account, the timeline. He listened without interrupting. When she finished, he said, “What do you want to do?” Sarah said, “I don’t know.” She meant it. She genuinely didn’t know yet.