After we laid my husband to rest, my son drove me to a quiet road outside town and said, “This is where you get out. The house and the business are mine now.” I stood in the dust, clutching my bag, as he pulled away without looking back. No phone. No cash. And that’s when I realized—I wasn’t alone. I was free… but he had no idea what I’d put in place before his father passed away…

I was born Naomi Marie Blackwood, became Naomi Canton when I married Nicholas in 1981, and remained that person until[…]

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vI woke up on the morning of my son’s wedding and realized my head was completely bare—my hair was gone—my daughter-in-law’s ‘message’ to me. A note was taped to the bathroom mirror that read, “Congratulations—you finally have a ‘hairstyle’ that suits your age.” Thank goodness the $20 million wedding gift was still in my hands. And the moment the emcee called my name, I stopped smiling—I stood up and stared straight at the head table…

“Congratulations, you finally have a haircut that matches your age.” The note was pinned to my pillow when I jolted[…]

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