I Was Promised My 85-Year-Old Neighbor’s Inheritance for Caring for Her, but at the Will Reading She Left Me Nothing — Then the Next Morning, Her Lawyer Arrived and Said, “Actually, She Left You One Thing”

“Well, I suppose that’s something,” she replied.

That winter, she handed me a pair of green knitted socks so ugly I couldn’t decide whether to laugh or thank her.

“I made these for you,” she said, shoving them into my chest. “So your feet don’t freeze.”

“Don’t you have dreams?”

At the diner, Joe noticed I kept rushing out immediately after my shifts and started teasing me about it.

“You got yourself a girlfriend now?” he asked one afternoon.

“I’m helping Mrs. Rhode.”