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Trust funds were just things not in her world.

She walked into the bank and asked to speak with Mandy Fry. They’d had the appointment to get this done.

“Hi,” she said. “I’m Hadley Breaton. We talked on Monday about my account with my ex.”

“Yes,” Mandy said. “Please come over here to my desk.”

They moved to an enclosed cubicle, not really a private office, and the makeshift walls were glass.

“I brought everything you said you needed,” she said.

Her driver’s license, social security card and one more form of ID. They’d said they’d already gotten the death certificate from Cheryl and had copied everything thinking they could give the money to her before they realized there was another name on the account.

Mandy took her cards. “I’m going to scan this in so we’ve got it on record. I’m sorry that you had to come all this way.”

“It was only a few hours,” she said. “It’s fine.”

They’d told her she could have a lawyer take care of it for her, but there was a cost and time factor with that. It was worth the drive for her to be done with it.

Mandy turned one of her screens around and started to type. “You’re going to see some information come up and then sign on the pad in front of you. This is just you stating you are Hadley Marie Breaton.”

“Cute middle name,” Duke said to her.

“What’s yours?” she asked.

“Kyle.”

“After your father,” she said. “That’s nice. My mother’s middle name is Marie. Guess I got it that way too.”

Mandy was going through the process when they heard a shriek and some yelling. She turned to see Cheryl standing there with Eddie’s mother.

“What are you doing here?” Cheryl asked. “You’ve got no right to that money. My mother has all the documentation to prove she is the beneficiary of Eddie’s estate and that means at least half this account.”

“That’s right,” Eddie’s mother said.

It just seemed like rotten luck that Cheryl and Connie would show up when she was here, but she caught the look that Connie had with another employee and realized that maybe they’d been called and told she was coming.

“I’m sorry,” Mandy said. “But this was explained to you. The money first goes to the other holder of the account. That is Ms. Breaton.”

“It’s not hers,” Connie shrieked. “We gave Eddie that money to help with his bills while he was sick. She’s just trying to steal from him like she’d done before. Eddie told us all about it.”

This was news to her, but she shouldn’t be surprised that it was one more insult Eddie had said about her to people.

“That’s right,” Cheryl said. “Money that my kids needed, but they gave it to Eddie. My parents said that I could get this and I need it.”

Good lord. This was their son and brother that died and they were arguing over twelve thousand dollars rather than grieving his passing.

It was so sad that there was part of her that wanted to sign off and let them have it.

She looked at Duke and saw him shake his head at her. As if he could read what was going on her mind.

There was no worry. It was a passing thought and nothing else.

“I’m sorry for your loss,” Hadley said. “But this account was mine and Eddie’s. While Eddie was hurt I was not only the one taking care of him, but I put this money in the account. He was struggling to pay his bills.”

“No, he wasn’t,” Connie said. “We paid for them all. I’m not sure why you’re lying, but he said all you did was lie about everything the entire time you were together.”

It felt like she was the one lied to once again.

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