"There's one more thing. The day after tomorrow is Grandpa's death anniversary. Arrange it. Maybe Grandpa's old friend will go to the old house. Go there tomorrow to prepare. Call me at any time if you need anything. Don't be rude in front of outsiders."
"You don't have to tell me." Cicely turned over and still felt very tired. Last year, he left everything to her. She didn't know any of the rules either, so she went asking a lot of people. She was exhausted that day but he never cared.
Upon to now, she knew nothing better than dealing with the funeral. Who would arrange her funeral? Probably no one.
Cicely smiled bitterly. On the one hand, she thought that she would not know anything if she died. On the other hand, she would be sad if no one helped her deal with it.
Field turned his h
