The Will
Language: en
My mother was dying. In a moment of lucidity in the ICU, she decided to make her will. "Mrs. Lewis, you want to draft your will?" "Yes, while I'm still clear... I need to settle my estate." Mother took a deep breath. Her voice was weak, but every word was clear. Mr. Lee, the lawyer, took out his pen and notebook, his expression serious behind his glasses. "Alright, Mrs. Lewis. Go ahead." "Besides the house, I have $200,000 in my bank account." The sentence was a bombshell. I stared at my mother in disbelief. When did she save $200,000? She was a retiree living on a small pension…