“And you don’t feel that way. Number I feel free as if a weight I didn’t know I was carrying has been lifted from my shoulders.”
Helen nodded slowly.
“My grandmother used to say that sometimes you have to prune the sick branches so the tree can grow healthy. A bling.”
That night I slept better than I had in months. I didn’t wake up at 3:00 in the morning worrying if I had properly secured the bank accounts. I didn’t get up thinking about what excuse Amber would invent to ask for money.
For the first time in a while, my mind was at peace.
The next morning, as I was making coffee, the phone rang. For a moment, I thought it would be David apologizing or trying to manipulate me again, but it was Mr. Davies.
“Mrs. Margaret, good morning. How are you feeling?”
“Like new, Mr. Davies. And you?”
“Very well. I’m calling because I wanted to confirm some details of the will we signed yesterday. Are you sure about your decisions?”
“More sure than ever.”
“Perfect. I also wanted to inform you that your son came to my office very early this morning. He wanted to know if there was any way to contest the changes you made.”
I wasn’t surprised. David had always been persistent when he wanted something.
“And what did you tell him?”
