And then the lawyer spoke again, and his voice had gone careful and grave.

“Before I explain why I’m calling, Helena,” he said, “I need to ask you something, and I want you to answer it honestly.

Are you sitting down right now?”

My hands began to shake so hard that I could barely keep the receiver against my ear.

Chapter 10 — The Revised Will

I pulled a worn wooden chair out from my little kitchen table and sat down in it, and the room seemed to tilt very slightly as I did.