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”

“Long week.”

She snorted. “Try being 85.”

That was how we met.

After that, she always requested my section.

“You look tired enough to collapse into my waffle.”

“You ever smile, son?” she asked me once.

“Sometimes.”