PART 3 The courthouse smelled like wet coats, old paper, and coffee that had been burned for too many hours.

told the board their social media was “embarrassing for a company with this much history.”

Margaret, now fully gray and still terrifying, greeted them with three slim folders.

“What are those?” Grace asked.

Margaret smiled.

“Education in paper form.”

Savannah looked at her daughters.

“Today, you begin learning what it means to inherit responsibly.”

Lily reached continue reading …