The funeral is barely over, and someone has already slid a piece of paper across the table
You have heard you should have a will. You have also heard you might need a trust, that
The call comes, a parent is gone, and somewhere in the grief you learn that you are the trustee.
Someone you love just handed you a piece of paper and asked you to sign it - and something about
You open the envelope, or a parent says it out loud at the dinner table: your brother gets more.
