The lawsuit arrived on a Tuesday morning, three weeks later.
A young process server rang my doorbell at 8:15. He was maybe twenty-five, in a wrinkled windbreaker, and when I opened the door in my bathrobe with my reading glasses on a chain around my neck, his face turned bright pink.
“Are you Dorothy Hamilton?” he asked.
“I am.”
He held out a thick envelope. “Ma’am, you’ve been served. I’m, uh, I’m really sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry, young man,” I said. “It’s your job. Would you like a muffin? They’re blueberry.”
He looked like he might cry. He took the muffin.
Patricia had wasted no time.
I sat at the kitchen table and read every page while my coffee went cold. The petition had been filed in the Probate and Family Court. It asked the court to appoint a conservator over my finances. It asked the court to order a full competency evaluation. And it asked the court to set aside Robert’s will on the grounds of fraud and undue influence.
According to these documents, I was suffering from dementia. I had been manipulated by unknown parties into forging my husband’s will. And I was a danger to myself because of my irrational financial decisions.
The evidence they’d collected was almost impressive in its creativity.
They had found a gas station receipt from the day I got lost driving to Patricia’s house last year. Clearly a sign of cognitive decline. Not, say, the road construction on Route 9 that rerouted traffic through three towns I’d never driven through before.
They documented my inability to operate modern technology, because I’d once asked Patricia’s teenage daughter, my granddaughter Emma, to help me set up Netflix on the new television.
And the most damaging piece of all was a sworn affidavit from Michael. It said I had become “increasingly paranoid and secretive about finances” and had “refused helpful guidance” in managing Robert’s estate.
Helpful guidance. That’s what he called trying to make himself trustee of $62 million.
My phone rang within the hour. Patricia’s name lit up the screen.
“Mom,” she said. “I’m so sorry you had to find out this way.”
She didn’t sound sorry. She sounded like a woman reading from a script she’d practiced in the car.
“We tried to talk to you reasonably,” she went on. “But you’re just not capable of handling this kind of responsibility. You know that, deep down.”
“I see,” I said calmly.
“The good news is, once the court declares you incompetent, Michael and I can take care of everything. You’ll get a nice allowance every month. Enough for your needs. And you won’t have to worry about all those complicated investments and business decisions anymore.”
Out the kitchen window, a bright red cardinal landed on my bird feeder. Robert always said cardinals brought good luck. I watched it pick through the sunflower seeds.
“And where exactly would I be living,” I asked, “during this arrangement?”
There was a pause.
“Well,” Patricia said, “the Martha’s Vineyard house would be perfect for you. It’s smaller. Easier to maintain. And Michael and I would take the main house, of course, since we have more family obligations.”
Of course they would.
“Patricia,” I said. “Do you really believe I’m mentally incompetent?”
“Mom, it’s not about what I believe. It’s about reality. You married Daddy at twenty-five. You never had a career. You don’t understand business or law or money. This inheritance is just too much for someone with your background.”
Background.
As if thirty-five years of marriage and motherhood had erased everything I’d been before.
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