During Robert’s Funeral, My Sons Stood By The Casket With Dry Eyes And Perfect Black Suits…

we’re dead,” Richard said. “Mom signs anything if we cry,” Harrison replied. “That’s not enough. She needs to be legally incapacitated. The doctor says that with her grief, age, and a ‘nervous breakdown,’ we can build a solid file.”

My stomach dropped. Then Richard spoke again: “The old man goes first. If it looks like a heart attack, no one asks questions.continue reading …