Walter was seventy-eight years old—almost old enough to be my grandfather—but he was also incredibly wealthy. At twenty-nine, I had already quit more jobs than most people had ever applied …
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My mother-in-law, Eleanor, stormed into my penthouse apartment carrying a thick stack of past-due notices. She did not knock. She did not greet me. She marched straight to the marble …
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