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Chapter 35

John had sisters and cousins and nieces and nephews who could deal with the house and all the contents. Hell, the house might not even belong to him. He had assumed it would, but he hadn’t seen the will yet. Noah wouldn’t be surprised if John had cut him off entirely. He hoped so. He hoped the old man’s vindictiveness went that far, because he didn’t want to any of that shit. It could all rot.

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The service was nice. As was the reception afterward, but only because he had asked his aunt, Joan, to organize it. She had been more than happy to, throwing herself into the preparations and clucking about how awful it must have all been for Noah. Noah nodded. It was awful, and yes, he did like German potato salad.