When I found my grandfather’s will, hidden in a Christmas ornament, I thought it would bring clarity. Instead, it unraveled secrets and set me on a path to fight for the family farm and what was left of our family itself.
The phone call came just as I’d started to believe my life couldn’t get any more chaotic. My lawyer’s voice on the other end was too calm.
“Elizabeth,” he began, “I’m sorry to inform you, but your grandfather passed away last night.”
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