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”

I laughed despite myself.

Then:

He drove through a blizzard because the furnace failed. He paid the repair call before I could stop him. Either this is performance art of extraordinary commitment or he has begun to care.

I covered my mouth.

Paul looked away.

Giving me privacy.

PART 35 — THE ENVELOPE TEST

Then I found the entry from the day Florence offered money.

Today I gave him the easiest opportunity he may ever receive. Enough money to relieve immediate pressure. He refused.