He called out to her. “Wait a minute!”

Turning around, Mason took a document out of the car and gave it to her, “The court has decided on a date for Noah’s case. It falls on the beginning of next year.”

Zoe took it, read it repeatedly, and mumbled, “Geez. That’s a long time.”

Looking into her eyes, he spoke softly, “Are you going to file for divorce when the court case is over?”

She didn’t give him an exact answer, but that was about the size of it.

His eyes grew darker as a strong gust b