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

loans. They both counted on inheriting the estate soon. When they found out Robert set up a trust in your name, and established a foundation for abandoned seniors, they made their move.”

“A foundation?” Robert looked at me. “For Lucy.”

His sister. Lucy had died in a crowded public hospital while her children fought over who would get her brownstone. continue reading …