I read Walter’s warning twice before looking at Bennett.
“Don’t trust Denise?”
Bennett didn’t answer. He simply pointed toward the letter and told me Walter wanted me to read every word before asking questions.
My mind immediately raced toward the darkest possibilities. After sixty-nine years together, I wondered whether Walter had hidden another woman, another child, or some secret life that had existed beside our marriage without me ever seeing it.Support Causes
But his next words pointed somewhere else entirely.
Walter explained that leaving me nothing in the will had been deliberate. He needed everyone in that office—especially Denise—to believe I had been financially abandoned.
According to him, Denise had spent his final months pressuring him to name her as trustee of his estate. She presented it as concern for me, insisting that someone younger should handle the complicated financial decisions after his death.