“What inheritance?”
“His father died in 2016. Grayson told me he received some money, but he never gave me an amount.”
Imelda looked down at the paperwork.
“Did you know his father left an estate?”
“Yes.”
“Did you know his mother was the executor?”
“No.”
“Did you know he had a sister who was also a beneficiary?”
I hesitated.
“I knew he had a sister.”
“That’s not what I asked.”
I felt my face grow hot.
“No. I didn’t know the details.”
Imelda opened a folder.
“Then we have some work to do.”
For the next nine days, she examined the documents. She traced the available records, compared the dates, and requested further information through the appropriate legal channels.
I continued living with Grayson.
I attended a family lunch. I smiled at his mother. I let her adjust the collar of my coat while she told me that married life required patience.
