My mother shared with me the letter he’d left her in his living will—the one that explained his plans for me and what her role was to be in his absence. He’d been so thorough with the inheritance documents and various other details on how she should go about addressing it in order to push me toward Wells. Some of it had pissed her off, which made me chuckle. We might not share DNA, but my mother unwittingly transferred a spark to me. The most heartwarming part of his words, though, were the ones reserved for my husband. He’d told my mom that he loved Wells like a son, trusted him, and was
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