My Father’s Lawyer Handed Me a Folder and Said “He Changed Everything Six Days Before He Died”

Like he was filling out a form.

What I Did Next

I flew back to Columbus on Friday. Went to work Monday. Didn’t tell anyone. Sat in my cubicle and answered emails about shipping routes and warehouse capacity and a dispute with a vendor in Memphis over damaged pallets. Normal things. Small things.

I hired a lawyer. A woman named Terri Pruitt that Gerald continue reading …