His investments were divided among our children and grandchildren. Then the attorney reached the section about me.
He paused. “To my wife, Eleanor Bennett, I leave NO assets under this will.”
I couldn’t speak. Seventy years. I had raised our children beside him.
Built a home with him. Stayed beside him through his final months. And now…
nothing? I couldn’t understand why Thomas would do that. After the meeting ended, everyone slowly left.
But as I stood to go, the lawyer stopped me. “Mrs. Bennett, please stay.”
I turned around. Once the room was empty, he closed the door. Then he reached into his briefcase.
“Actually, Thomas did leave something for you.” He handed me a sealed envelope.
My name was written across the front in Thomas’s handwriting. Inside was a letter.
I unfolded it. And the first lines made me hold my breath. “My love, if you’re reading this, then everyone now believes I left you nothing.”
