I Married My High School Sweetheart at 73 Because It Was His Final Wish – After His Funeral, His Lawyer Knocked on My Door and Said, ‘You Walked Right Into His Trap’

« Nancy, honey, it’s Raymond. Just checking in on my favorite cousin. »

Favorite cousin. We’d barely spoken in 30 years. But since I’d moved back, Raymond called almost every week, always cheerful, always circling the same questions.

« How’s the apartment treating you? Rent’s a killer at our age, isn’t it? » he said.

« I’m managing, Raymond. »