At 73, I Married My Dying High School Sweetheart as His Final Wish—After the Funeral, His Lawyer Knocked on My Door and Said, “You Walked Right Into His Trap”

“He called.”

“What did he say?”

Mr.

Vance opened his notebook.

“He claimed you were vulnerable.”

I laughed without humor.

“Of course.”

“He said Thomas had manipulated you into marriage.”