judge continued.
“The inheritance remains with Major Olivia Bennett exactly as specified in the will.”
Gavel.
One strike.
Case closed.
Just like that.
My mother burst into tears.
My father started arguing with their attorney.
Neither looked at me.
Not once.
As people began leaving, I gathered my files and prepared to go.
Then the judge spoke again.
“Major Bennett.”
I turned.
He nodded respectfully.
“Your grandmother was obviously very proud of you.”
For a moment, I couldn’t answer.
Because out of everything that happened that day—the money, the victory,
