She laughed. “You know what I mean.”
Daniel looked uncomfortable. I changed the subject. But that evening, I called my attorney.
Thomas Reed had handled Robert’s will and every update to my estate plan since. Two weeks later I sat across from his desk and said, “I think my son has started counting on inheriting my house.”
Thomas took off his glasses. “Has he said that?”
“Not directly.”
“Has his wife?”
“Almost.”
He waited through the silence until I said the thing I was avoiding: “I don’t like how they talk about it anymore.”