The morning after we buried my father, my ex-husband’s new wife walked straight into his garden and told me to begin packing my belongings.

my father’s attorney for nearly thirty years. She was calm, sharp, and not easily frightened.

But her tone changed instantly.

“What exactly did she say?”

I stared at the envelope in my hand.

“She said tomorrow’s reading is a formality. She said Mason and she are taking the house. She said Tyler helped them understand Dad’s condition near the end.”

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