When I called to tell my son that my wife had pass…

about the estate.

He handed me a sealed envelope with my name written in Margaret’s careful handwriting. My hands trembled as I opened it. My dearest Steven, it began.

If you’re reading this, it means I’m gone. And Harold has told you about the money. I know you’re shocked and probably a little hurt that I kept this from you, but I had my reasons.

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