The Envelope That Changed Everything

scalp still burned, a constant reminder. My pride too.

“Yes,” I said. “And tonight, after the reception, I want you at my house. We’re rewriting the entire will.”

Avery didn’t interrupt me with questions, which was one of the reasons I had kept him. He simply said, carefully, “All right. I’ll make myself available.”

When I ended the call, the silence continue reading …