throughout the service, although I couldn’t help noticing that she seemed more concerned with how she looked than with the man we were there to remember.
After the service, she approached me.Language Resources
She put an arm around my shoulder.
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Then she leaned closer.
Her voice was soft, but there was a strange satisfaction in her smile.
“Don’t be sad, honey,” she whispered. “You’re not his blood after all. Everything goes to me.”Anatomy
I looked at her.
For a moment, I didn’t know what to say.
Then I simply smiled.
She could have the money.
She could have the house.
She could have anything Henry had left behind.
None of it mattered to me.
The real inheritance I’d received from Henry had nothing to do with property or bank accounts.
It was the way he had taught
