Chapter 16 - MEGAN’S NAME
Megan Collins met me once after lawyers approved.
We chose a café.
The same one where I had interviewed her fourteen months earlier.
“I keep thinking I should have noticed something,” she said.
“You babysat three times.”
“Mark asked for my résumé afterward.”
“For what reason?”
“He said your accountant needed it for reimbursement.”
That was how he obtained her address, taxpayer information, and signature sample.
Megan believed she was completing legitimate forms for the three jobs she performed.
He reused them.
“Did he ever ask you to become regular?”
“Yes.”
“What happened?”
“I said no. I was starting night school.”
“Did you tell him he could use your name?”
“No.”
“I know.”
She looked toward her coffee.
“I thought you disliked me.”
“What?”
“Once at a company picnic, you barely spoke.”
I remembered.
I believed she cared for Emma twenty hours a week.
I felt awkward around the woman who knew my daughter’s daily routine better than I did.
So I became distant.
Mark had created emotional consequences between two women who barely knew each other.
Megan said:
“He told me you were extremely private and didn’t want sitter-parent friendships.”
Of course he did.
Every relationship required a separate explanation.
She asked about Emma.
“She’s improving.”
“I’m sorry.”
“You didn’t do this.”
“My name did.”
“Your name was used.”
That difference mattered.
Megan settled her civil claim later.
Mark paid restitution over time.
The employer corrected tax documents.
My benefit records were amended.
No criminal suspicion remained against me.
The process took months.
Administrative innocence was still paperwork.
At the family court, Samuel Price issued his first major recommendation.
Primary residence with me.
Mark’s visits gradually expanding if he continued treatment and complied with safety requirements.
No Diane contact indefinitely.
No interstate relocation without agreement or court order.
No unsupervised delegation of childcare by either parent without disclosure.
That last rule applied to me too.
I bristled.
Samuel said:
“Why should transparency apply only to the parent who lied?”
It shouldn’t.
My sister Lily watched Emma often.
Mark received her address, schedule, and contact information through the parenting app.
He did not object.
Reciprocity felt strange because I had spent months being the wronged parent.
Safety rules worked better when they did not require moral superiority.
Diane’s trial approached.
She requested one last plea conference.
This time, she agreed to admit both the slap and the use of punitive isolation.
She still resisted calling herself abusive.
The prosecutor said the court did not require a personality label.
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It required factual admissions.
That was enough.
