A man came to read us father’s will. Mother was left with everything – his savings, his patents and his stake in Cerecon Solutions. Actually, he left it to both of us. But I wouldn’t get any of it unless if mother was dead or somehow incapacitated. Plus, I would have to be at least eighteen.
Throughout the reading, mother only showed a blank stare. Everything must remind her that her husband is gone. Just when she retreats into herself to try to move on, the doorbell rings, only to remind her that her husband is dead and things will never be the same. I honestly don’t know if she heard anything the lawyer said. Continue reading “The Man Within, Chapter 2 – a novella excerpt”