My son had no idea I’d saved $800,000. Then his wife said, “He has to leave this house.”

Just golden morning light, good coffee, and complete peace.

I later heard that the house on Thunderbird Road was foreclosed.

Chelsea filed for divorce.

Logan had to move into a small apartment in the suburbs.

The calculations were finished.

The ledger was closed.

And for the first time in years, my personal balance was finally positive.