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the last piece of her husband she had left.
I Took Care of My Elderly Neighbor – After She Died, the Police Knocked on My Door, and When I Learned Why, My Knees Buckled
Gerald’s expression hardened. “Rachel, I don’t think you understand the opportunity you’re passing up.”
“I understand perfectly,” I said, standing up. “You’re asking me to help steal from a grieving widow. The answer is no.”
