away from the folder that was on the table in front of him.
The property on Willow Street would be given to charity, her money would go to a bunch of organizations she had listed, and her niece would get the jewelry.
And yes, that was it. I didn’t receive a penny from Mrs. Rhode. I was convinced my name would pop up on the next page, but there wasn’t another page of her will. So, I was in a complete shock because Mrs. Rhode, my elderly neighbor, promised to
