I Married My Wealthy 72-Year-Old Boss So My Daughter and I Would Have a Home—Five Years Later, His Lawyer Told Me, “He Knew You’d Fall for It”

Julian was Nora’s father.

The man who held her at birth.

Changed diapers badly.

Sang off-key.

Worked extra shifts during chemotherapy because he was terrified we would lose the apartment.

Died before she could remember most of him.

Arthur was her grandfather.

The man who taught her chess.