The Final Appraisal at the Lake House Before the Family Reckoning

I had planned at the courthouse with Howard and Eddie as witnesses.

No flowers.

No fuss.

No family pretending.

I looked at her.

“Ask Ruth.”

Claire nodded.

“I will.”

Then she held out the pearls.

“Not tomorrow,” she said. “Someday, if you still want me to have them. But not tomorrow.”

I took them.

“Someday.”

At breakfast Monday, the house felt different.

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