They Laughed At Me In Court Until The Judge Learned Who I Really Was

the conservatorship papers, accept an allowance, and let them manage Eleanor’s estate for my own good.

“And if I don’t?” I asked.

My mother sighed with the disappointment of someone who has expected this. “Then Baxter finishes what he started. Judge Marwick understands what good stock looks like, sweetheart, and right now you do not look like it.”

I nodded continue reading …