Jake’s eldest brother, Craig, opened the door. His eyes were red from crying as he threw himself into Jake’s arms. Jake scrunched his nose, not hiding his repugnance at his brother’s exaggerated act. He knew his brother, and to believe he genuinely grieved over their father’s passing? Never. And what did he expect—that Jake shared his feelings? If so, he must be the most dim-witted person on earth.
“Come on.” Jake pushed Craig away from him. “What’s up? Why did you insist I have to come here?”
Craig sighed, still putting on the act, squeezed his brother’s elbow as he escorted him inside. He also feigned confusion.
“Ah, Jake. You know…it’s all about Father’s will and such.”
“I’ll take whatever I get,” snapped Jake. “Or whatever I don’t get. In fact, I’ll gladly throw away everything he
