When my husband died, his children immediately took over the house. His daughter Melissa sneered at me, claiming I had no right to stay. Heartbroken, I packed my things and left.
Three days later, Melissa called frantically. Her lawyer revealed a hidden amendment in my husband’s will: I had the right to live in the house for life, and if forced out, it would legally become mine.
I was stunned. My husband had quietly protected me, even after death. The house was mine—but I would trade it all for just one more day with him.
