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”

“Excellent.”

Thomas laughed from the bed.

“I told you she’d say that.”

Mr.

Vance sat.

“These are Thomas’s documents, not yours.”

Thomas had amended his revocable trust.

His house was already titled in that trust.