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”
Exactly.
Thomas’s concern for me risked becoming the same mistake.
Protect Evelyn.
Arrange everything.
Prevent Raymond.
Fortunately, he stopped short.
He encouraged.
Planned his own estate.