Four
“What?” Ruthie dropped the soy sauce napkin on the floor, but didn’t appear to notice.
He bent down and picked it up, grateful for the chance to collect himself. Ruthie’s flustered reaction helped him momentarily forget the news in that letter, but now the reality came rushing back.
“What fortune?” she asked when he straightened up again. “From whom?”
Only Ruthie would make sure her grammar was correct while she was questioning him about this bombshell.
“It’s from my sister and her husband. Life insurance. It was finally released because their case has been solved—officially speaking. Apparently they named me as the sole beneficiary of the policy. Carole must have wanted to take care of me if something happened. Always watching out for me, she was.”
He handed her the letter and
