My Daughter Chose A Birthday Dinner Over Her Mother’s Funeral — That Night, I Changed My Will

furniture that probably cost more than my car. They’d come straight from the birthday dinner to continue the celebration, and no one seemed troubled by the fact that Brooke’s mother had been buried a few hours earlier.

“Move,” I said, trying to step around him.

Jason didn’t budge. His smirk widened slightly. “Or what, old man?”

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