see you,â she announced.
A moment later Dennis Goodwin appeared in the reception area. âLorraine,â he said, his voice warm. âGood to see you.â He ushered her into his office.
Lorraine knew that Virginia had both liked and trusted Dennis. Theyâd worked in the same Louisville office building, and during that time, heâd acted as Virginiaâs attorney of record for her will and any other legal matters.
âHave a seat,â he invited. âHow are you holding up?â
âAbout as well as can be expected,â Lorraine told him. She no longer felt the need to brush aside her own grief in an effort to comfort others. The week since the funeral had been difficult, and she couldnât have borne it without Garyâs constant support.
âAs youâre already aware,â the attorney said, leaning toward Lorraine, âI knew your mother for a number of years. She was one of the most talented stockbrokers I ever met. Back in the eighties, she recommended I purchase shares in a little-known Seattle company called Microsoft. Because of her, Iâll be able to retire in a couple of years. In fact, I could live off that investment alone.â
âMom loved her job.â
âShe made several smart investments of her own,â he added. âYou wonât have to worry about finances for a long time to come.â
The news should have cheered her, Lorraine supposed, but sheâd much prefer to have her mother back. No amount of financial security could replace what sheâd lost.
She folded her hands in her lap and waited for him to continue.
âYour mother came to me four years ago and asked me to draw up her will,â Dennis said. He rolled away from his desk and picked up a file. âAccording to the terms, youâre her sole beneficiary. Under normal circumstances, our meeting wouldnât be necessary.â
Lorraine frowned.
âBut in the event of an untimely death, Virginia asked me to speak to you personally.â
Lorraine slid forward in her chair. âMom wanted you to talk to me? About what?â
âMedical school.â
âOh.â She gave a deep sigh. âMom never understood about that.â
The attorney raised his eyebrows. âWhat do you mean?â
âIt was a big disappointment to Mom when I decided to drop out.â
âWhy did you?â
Lorraine looked out the window, although she scarcely noticed the view.
âA number of reasons,â she finally said, glancing down at her hands. âI love medicine and Mom knew that, but while I have the heart of a physician, I donât have the competitive edge. I hated what medical school was likeâthe survival of the fittest. I couldnât do it. Maybe Iâm lazy, I donât know, but I have everything I want now.â
âHowâs that?â
Her smile was brief. âI do almost as much as a doctor, but without the bucks or the glory.â
âI believe your mother did understand that,â Dennis said, although Lorraine suspected it wasnât completely true. âBut she wanted you to know that the funds are available if you should change your mind.â
Lorraineâs eyes stung as she held back the tears. âDid she tell you Iâm engaged?â
âShe hadnât mentioned it. Congratulations.â
âThank you. Gary and I only recently toldâ¦â Lorraine let the rest fade. The attorney waited patiently, but she didnât trust her voice.
âIf you reconsider and decide to try medical school again, Iâll do whatever I can to help you.â
His offer surprised her. âThank you, but Iâm not going to. Not when Gary and I are about to start our lives together.â
âWell, I promised Iâd bring it up if the occasion arose. It saddens me that it has.â
Within a few minutes, Dennis had finished explainingthe terms of the will and handed her the necessary
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