“I gave Diana the front door key in the spring and told her to hold on to it.

Robert has asked me for it two times.”

The clerk’s pen went still.

And then the line after that.

“My son Robert only ever came to this house for money, and I have given him plenty of it.”

“Your Honor,” Robert’s lawyer said, “that’s a statement of opinion from a woman whose competency is the very question in front of this court.”

“Sit down,” Judge Whitfield said.