“‘The founder is no longer capable of understanding modern business operations,'” I read aloud.

“That was taken out of context,” Harold said.

“The resolution failed by two votes. Genevieve’s vote and Margaret Coleman’s,” I said.

I looked at Margaret. “Is that correct?” I asked.

“It is,” Margaret said. Harold leaned forward. “This is not evidence of anything except—”

“Evidence,” I cut in, “that my grandmother wasn’t suffering from diminished capacity when she wrote that 2019 will. She was protecting herself from her own son. And she was protecting me.”