On the day we buried my daughter, my son-in-law leaned close in the receiving line and said, “You have 24 hours to leave my house.” I smiled, because earlier that morning I had opened her last scheduled email—subject line: “If he tries anything.” Inside were a new deed, a trust addendum, and one sentence in her handwriting:
That night he proved why she’d planned it this way.
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