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”
“Do not turn yourself into an investigator.”
I almost smiled.
“Smart man.”
“Very.”
Then:
“Your job is to protect your own choices.
Other lawyers can examine Margaret’s estate.”
That relieved me.
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