They didn’t come. Not once. For six long months, three grown children left their dying father alone in a hospice room, until a stranger in a leather vest quietly took the empty chair they’d abandoned. Night after night, he came back. Papers were signed. Names were changed. A legacy shifted hands, and when the will was read, everythin… Continues…
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