LOGIN“I’ve been in this game for too long,” Senior said. “When I first got the news, I could only think about my legacy. I became obsessed with it. I’m not like you, Walter. I didn’t think about my family, or anyone else. Only myself.” “It’s hard to teach an old dog new tricks,” Mr. Hudgens said. He la
“Janice,” Senior said. All smug arrogance disappeared from his voice. “What are you doing here?” “At first I didn’t think I would come,” Janice replied. “After all these years… I didn’t want to see your face ever again for as long as I lived. Better to leave well enough alone. But… after hearing e
I glanced down at my pink blouse and gray slacks. What was so wrong with my outfits? I dressed professionally… mostly. He really thought I needed supervision to pick out an outfit.Looking at Logan, I saw my own disbelief mirrored back at me. This was absolutely ridiculous.“Is that it?” Walter aske
In front of the partition screen, a large table had been assembled, with rows of chairs on either side, facing each other. We took our side, and Senior and his team of lawyers took theirs. There were so many lawyers that many of them had to stand.Senior sat across from Logan, though his glare of di
“He might surprise us,” Dylan said, a shred of hope in his voice, under a healthy level of cynicism.“Don’t hold your breath,” Frank replied.“The problem is we don’t know fully what to expect,” Mabel said. “Well – other than Senior being a crotchety asshole who will try to cheat us at every turn. W
“It’s time to talk to Logan and Hazel and stop this whole thing,” Dylan said. “You are outnumbered and outmatched, with so many people ready to stand against you.”Opening the top of the folder, Senior glared down at the stack of papers in the stack. “Disgruntled former employees. Fake friends. Fami
Logan set the glass of wine on the side table next to him. He doubled over, feeling sick to his stomach. “Logan?” Natalie said, setting her glass down as well. She kneeled in front of him. “What’s wrong?” “I feel…” he started, but was unable to finish his sentence. He was struggling to breath
That was fine by me. “Deal,” I said. *** “Are you ready for this?” Dylan asked. Logan nodded. Dylan rang the door bell at the Whitaker home. After a moment, they heard footsteps approaching, then the door opened a crack. An older gentleman peered out from inside. “Can I help you?” He aske
His eyes rolled up into his head. The EMTs loaded him into the ambulance. I ran to my car and put the key in the ignition. I waited until they closed the doors and pulled away from the curb, and I followed them for as long as I was able to before they sped out of sight. I pulled out my phone. “Cal
I stood frozen in place, champagne dripping down my head to my face, then down my neck, and into my dress. Several people around me gasped and stood frozen themselves, staring at Natalie and me. Natalie was smirking at me. “Natalie!” I heard Logan’s voice from across the room. She and I both t







