The Reading of the Will
A week later we met with my father’s attorney.
I wasn’t nervous.
Honestly, I wasn’t thinking much about inheritance.
After spending so much time caring for Dad, money seemed unimportant.
I simply wanted reassurance that he’d remembered me.
The attorney unfolded several documents.
He began reading.
To Linda:
The family home.
Their shared investments.
Savings.
Vehicles.
Household furnishings.
Everything jointly owned.
Perfectly reasonable.
Then came Jeffrey.
Several investment accounts.
Additional financial assets.
Personal collections.
Finally…
Me.
The attorney looked up.
“To my beloved daughter…”
I held my breath.
“…I leave my antique grandfather wall clock.”
Silence filled the room.
Surely there had been some mistake.
The attorney turned the page.
Nothing.
That was everything.
Jeffrey’s Smile
Jeffrey couldn’t hide his amusement.
He leaned back in his chair and laughed quietly.
“Well,” he said.
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