The Morning After the Will Reading, Her Lawyer Handed Me a Metal Lunchbox

Everything real.

I laughed and cried at the same time standing there in the middle of the diner.

Harvey watched quietly for a moment before finally speaking.

“She was proud of you,” he said softly. “You know that, right?”

I covered my eyes with one hand because I genuinely thought my chest might split open.

After a long silence, Harvey clapped one heavy hand against my shoulder.

“All right,” he grumbled. “Enough crying. We open at five tomorrow, partner.”

Something shifted inside me right then.

For the first time in my entire life…

The future didn’t feel temporary anymore.

This is a fictional story created for entertainment purposes.