Page 6 of Soaring Free
I told you to sign that agreement by 4 PM today. You didn’t listen so I requested a court order and my attorney had it approved at 4:45 PM. I’m sick of your games.
Me
So you’re punishing our girls for this? Do you realize how insane this makes you look? How does taking away their streaming help us find a peaceful resolution to our marriage? How is this putting them first? Isn’t that what you said you wanted?
Shane
I meant what I said. You need to pay attention and take me seriously. Sign the papers, Savannah.
Me
Shoot. Quite literally cannot do that. They’re in the process of becoming ash in the fireplace. Want to see a picture for proof to add to your legal filings? Is that serious enough for you?
Shane
You’re a fucking child. Can you please grow up and deal with this like a rational adult? I didn’t want this to get ugly. You’re the one being difficult. I’ll have a courier send a new set to the house first thing in the morning. Or get an attorney and we’ll take this to court. But… wait, you would still need me to pay for the legal fees because you don’t currently have access to any funds, huh? Reality is a bitch, Savannah. You brought this on yourself.
Me
Oh Shane, you foolish, foolish man. lol! You have no idea what you just brought on yourself. I’ve been playing nice up until now. But hurting my girls? Nope.
Me
I consider that an act of war. Buckle up, baby.
Shane
What are you talking about?
Shane
What does that mean, Savannah?
Shane
…Savannah?
Shane
Hello???
I’m leaving his dumbass on read and hoping my new attorney will tell me to block him all together. I don’t know who I will hire yet, but I know my ex overlooked some very important details. He may have frozen our assets, and I may not have immediate access to funds, but I do have access to the entire damn Callahan Cavalry. He can give me shit settlement offers, he can try to walk away from us and dare not to fight for our girls, but the second he does something that intentionally impacts their lives negatively is the second all bets are off.
And my claws will come out.
I wait for the call to connect and smile knowing Shane just dug himself a serious grave of his own making. What a moron.
“Hey, Sav, what’s up?” My big brother Jack always answers my calls, regardless of if he’s in Nashville, New York City, or London.
“Hi, Jack. I have a problem and I need your help.” I don’t like asking for help and my siblings know that.
“Are you okay? What happened and what do you need?” Jack’s tone is no bullshit and I knew he was the right first call. He also is not one to ask for help, so he knows that if I’m outright asking for it, it’s a big deal.
“Shane is throwing a tantrum because I won’t let him steamroll this divorce. We’ve been trying to mediate all of this with his firm, but this isn’t working. I just discovered he froze all my bank accounts, cancelled the girls’ Netflix account and God knows what else, and is now threatening me with additional legal action.”
Wherever Jack is, the background noise disappears as I hear him slam a door shut. “Excuse me? What the hell did you justsay? You’re kidding me, right?” Jack went from problem solver to pissed off growling bear real quick.
“Other than the cash in my wallet, I don’t have access to any money, Jack. You know I hate to ask this, but I need help. I need to hire an attorney. I’m done going through mediation with his firm. I want a lion in court that will attack and destroy him.”
