something to make the situation worse if she didnât leave. âHow much money will you give me? I will need to buy food.â
He reached inside a drawer in his desk and withdrew a handful of silver coins. âHereâs twenty dollars. Since you will have your own money, you wonât need to buy anything from the store on credit.â
He really did intend to supervise everything she bought. She accepted the coins with a shaking hand. She put them inside her purse and rose. âIâll let you know when I need more money.â
âWe havenât discussedââ
âI donât see any need to discuss anything further when youâve made it clear you plan to make my decisions for me. Should I let you know when Iâm close to starvation, or can I expect twenty dollars next week?â
âI donât think you need that much money a week just for food.â
If she stayed any longer, sheâd throw something at him. âIâm surprised you didnât decide to keep the money and send me what food you think I need.â
She left his office while he was speaking, but she didnât need to hear what he was saying to know sheâd exchanged one prison for another. She couldnât be sure this one wouldnât be worse. At this moment, she was sure of only one thingâshe didnât know what she would do or how she would do it, but she would not live one day longer than necessary under Normanâs thumb. On her way out, she walked by Cassie with no more than a curt good-bye, but courtesy would have to wait. Right now she needed to get as far away from Norman and his bank as she could.
She looked about, but there was really no place to go. If anyone saw her wandering about the countryside, theyâd be sure she was distraught over Noahâs death and refuse to leave her alone until theyâd peppered her with enough questions to satisfy themselves she wasnât going to hurt herself. If they only knew! Nothing could hurt her more than the marriage sheâd endured. She would go home. She needed to think.
Laurie didnât know how long sheâd sat staring into space before she heard a knock at the door, and Naomi let herself in.
âCassie said Norman said something to cause you to faint this morning. Are you all right? I thought you went to talk about the will.â
It took Laurie only a few minutes to explain the situation. It wouldnât have taken as long if Naomi hadnât interrupted so many times to express her indignation and anger.
âHow can Norman do that?â
âNorman didnât. Noah did, and Iâm certain it canât be changed.â
âIâll talk toââ She stopped.
Laurie knew Naomi had started to say she would talk to Vernon Edwards. He was a lawyer, but he was also Normanâs father-in-law. They could expect no help there. In all probability, heâd written the will for Noah.
âThere has to be something you can do,â Naomi insisted. âIf nothing else, we can try to bring enough pressure on Norman to embarrass him.â
âIt wonât do any good. Norman will claim he was only doing what Noah wanted, which we all know is the truth. You canât go against a dying manâs wishes.â
âA dead man, and what he wishes is cruel. You have a lot of people on your side. Weâll figure out something.â
But Laurie didnât need everybody else to figure out something. She wanted to do it herself. Sheâd been given her life back. She didnât plan to let it slip out of her control again.
âWhat would you like to do?â Naomi asked. âRun the store?â
Thatâs what Laurie had assumed she wanted to do, but as soon as the words were out of Naomiâs mouth, she knew she wanted nothing to do with that store. It was as much part of Noahâs prison as the house she would be forced to live in. âAs far as Iâm concerned,