I Married a Wealthy 79-Year-Old Woman for Her Money—After She Died, Her Lawyer Slid Me a Cardboard Box and Said, “You Walked Straight Into Her Trap”
He saw wealth and imagined rescue.
Ugly.
Human.
The problem would have been continuing to treat Florence as a strategy after learning who she was.
At some point, I stopped.
Not because greed vanished.
Because love became larger.
That distinction was enough.
PART 60 — FLORENCE’S FRIENDS
After the funeral, several of Florence’s friends stayed in my life.
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