My mother sent a fourteen-hundred-dollar arrangement to the funeral of the lawyer who told me, in a doorway above a feed store in 2006, to write to that bank, and she paid for it out of the trust he was telling me to ask about.

Part Forty-Three: Three Days in September

The hearing was the fifteenth, sixteenth and seventeenth of September 2025 in the probate division of the Denver district court in front of Judge Marguerite Sowande.

It was the most boring thing I have ever sat through and I want to say that clearly, because everybody expects a courtroom and what it actually consists of is one lawyer reading a page reference aloud and another lawyer saying no objection.

Day one was the instrument and the accounting.