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”
That is how I prefer remembering her.
Not as the wealthy elderly woman I once saw as an answer to financial problems.
Not as a moral test.
Not as a trap.
Florence.
Sharp eyes.
Terrible patience.
Black coffee.