An elderly woman asked me to marry her as her final wish — and after she passed away, her lawyer handed me her hospital bag and said, “She chose you for a reason.”

“She mentioned you.”

“I’m sure she did.” Marcus looked me up and down. “A young orderly marries my 82-year-old aunt three days before she dies. You can imagine how that looks.”

“It wasn’t like that.”

“It never is.”

Mr. Charleston cleared his throat, but Marcus wasn’t finished.

“I’ll be contesting everything,” he said. “The marriage, the will, all of it.continue reading …