At My Husband’s Funeral, a Teenage Boy I Had Never Seen Before Walked up to Me and Said, ‘He Promised You’d Take Care of Me’
The wind swept across the cemetery, lifting the edge of my coat.
“He told me if anything ever happened to him,” Adam added carefully, “that you’d take care of me. Not like adoption or anything, unless you want to. Just to ensure I can finish school. He said he’d already set up an education fund. It’s in your name as co-trustee.”
“Daniel respected that.”
My head spun. “That doesn’t make sense.”
“Daniel planned for this. He made me meet his lawyer last year, Mr. Collins. He said if he died, Mr. Collins would call and tell me when the funeral was. I was supposed to explain everything to you then.”
