Saving the Wilsons
Wilson states slowly as if he is worried I won't understand him.
"What people," I ask quickly.
Mom and I never had anyone around us besides her boyfriends. So I don't know who would be reaching out to me now.
"Well, for one, a bank. Your mom had a safety deposit box that they need you to go close out. And then a couple also contacted me, saying you are their granddaughter. They weren't at your mom's funeral, so I wanted to talk to you about them," Mr. Wilson explains calmly.
I instantly feel rage at the mention of those people. I cross my arms and almost growl out. But I know Mr. Wilson, and he likes respect at all times, so I take a deep breath calming myself down before I answer.
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