Kerry Smith

Anything of Value

I found the little black moleskin notebook when I had gone back to check for anything of value. I guess technically I wasn’t supposed to be there, but technically it’s still my house, court rulings be damned. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a good guy. I’m a really good guy. I was an eagle scout and I won the eighth grade junior achievement award, but no way in hell was I going to let her cash in on anything more of value, and I was sure there were some things there that we had failed to remember when splitting the assets with the lawyers and judge; some things that she no doubt had failed to mention, knowing full well that I had a poor memory for that kind of thing.