The lawyer set his glasses on his nose and looked between us.
Marlene and her brothers were already there, lined up like a jury. She crossed her legs and tilted her head at me.
“How generous of you to come,” Marlene said. “When do you plan to leave our father’s house?”
I folded my hands so they would not shake.
On the desk sat a small wooden box. No will lay in sight.
The lawyer set his glasses on his nose and looked between us.
“Russell asked that I follow his instructions in order.”
Marlene laughed softly.
