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”
“I did things because someone had to.”
“Then you should have records showing that.”
He blinked.
“What?”
“If every transfer was for Margaret’s benefit and every ownership change reflected her informed wishes, then any review should confirm that.”
His jaw tightened.
“I am not discussing Margaret’s private affairs.”
“Good.”