AFTER MY HUSBAND DIED, A NURSE LET SLIP THAT A STRANGE WOMAN HAD VISITED HIM FOR WEEKS. DAYS LATER THAT WOMAN STOOD AT MY DOOR WITH AN ENVELOPE AND ASKED, “SO YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT HE LEFT YOU, DO YOU?”
After my husband died, a nurse accidentally let it slip that a woman had been visiting him for several weeks before the end.
A few days later, that same woman came to my house, held out an envelope, and said, “So you don’t know what he left you, do you?”
I was six months pregnant, with a four-year-old daughter and a mountain of debt.
I thought the worst thing that could happen to me had already happened.
I was wrong about almost everything — including her.
Chapter 1: The Sweater That Wasn’t Mine
My name is Rachel, and when my husband di*ed, I was six months pregnant.
We also had a four-year-old daughter named Lily.
