Speaking of awkward, I don’t think anything beats that afternoon at the lawyer’s office while Mrs. Rhode’s niece and myself were waiting to hear what she had written in her will. I didn’t really find Mrs. Rhode’s nieces’ glances at me strange because I guess she believed she had every right to be mad at me for expecting a share from her aunt’s estate and money.
But of course, there is more to the story.
While the two of sat sat there in complete silence, the lawyer could barely look
