The following morning, I called Marcia on the drive to work to fill her in on Bill’s will.

“I’m giving it all to Luke, of course,” I stated. “I mean, why would Bill leave me anything? Luke was far more family than I was. It doesn’t seem fair. I feel like he just did it out of guilt. Ugh! I should never have gone to Idaho!”

“But, surely, he left Luke with the lion’s share?” Marcia wondered.

“I hope so. Because none of it is ...