The story takes an even more unexpected turn from here. You can read Part 2 through the link in the comments 👇!!️
My hands were shaking when I opened the wooden box.
There were no jewelry inside.
No cash.
Not a key to Richard’s mansion.
Just a folded letter, an old photograph of the two of us, and a small brass key.
Rebecca smiled.
“I told you.”
I ignored her and opened the letter.
The first line
tried to take those things away from them.”
Rebecca’s smile disappeared.
I looked at the brass key.
Finally, the lawyer spoke.
“Richard bought something six months before he got sick.”
He placed a document in front of me.
It was the deed to a small house by the lake.
I recognized the address immediately.
Richard and I had spent a weekend there once.
