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”

There was no way to sentimentalize that away.

PART 27 — NORA’S GRIEF

Nora stopped sleeping well.

She carried the chess knight everywhere.

At breakfast.

School.

Bed.

One night:

“Mom?”

“Yes?”