She looked toward the road.
A vehicle was approaching.
At first, she assumed it was one of the neighbors.
Then she saw the long black car.
It was a limousine.
Margaret stopped what she was doing.
The vehicle slowly came to a stop outside her trailer.
The rear door opened.
A man wearing a gray suit stepped out.
He carried a leather briefcase.
In his other hand was a sealed envelope.
Margaret immediately felt uneasy.
The man walked toward her.
“Margaret?”
“Yes?”
“My name is Daniel Harris. I was Thomas’s attorney.”
Her heart began beating faster.
She hadn’t heard from any attorney.
Not since Thomas’s funeral.
The lawyer held out the envelope.
“Thomas left specific instructions regarding this.”
Margaret looked at the envelope.
Her name was written across the front.
Margaret.
She looked back at the attorney.
“Why are you bringing this to me?”
The lawyer paused.
