A folded note lay beneath the notice.
Nora leaned over my shoulder before I could open it. Her face turned red.
"What the hell!" she shouted.
A folded note
"She left you Grandma's money?"
Nora pointed at the lawyer's letter. Her voice had gone sharp.
"I didn't know. I swear to you, I had no idea."
"Then why did you marry her?"
"It wasn't romantic. You knew that."
"What the hell!"
"I did." Her voice cracked. "And now I can see what you got out of it."
She pressed a hand to her mouth.
"No, I promise, it's not like that."
Nora backed away and pointed at me. "I'm reporting you to the hospital."
She walked away before I could answer.
"Now I can see what you got out of it."
I stayed beside the car with the box open.
If the hospital believed I'd married a patient for her money, I could lose my job.
