“Mr. Hawthorne signed a document reaffirming his will yearly,” Alisa told me. “He never changed it, until you.” Until me. My entire body tingled, just thinking about it. “How long ago was that?” I asked. “Last year.” What could have happened to make Tobias Hawthorne decide that instead of leaving his entire fortune to charity, he was going to leave it to me? Maybe he knew my mother. Maybe he knew she died. Maybe he was sorry.”
