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”
“Transfer money?”
“No.”
“Add him to your accounts?”
“No.”
“Change your beneficiaries?”
“No.”
“Good.”
She explained that marrying Thomas would not automatically give him control over my assets.