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The WillA man in a dour black suit and meek, reflective glasses walked slowly into the dusty wooden cabin. With him he brought a single sheet of paper and a few questions. “Charles…” the man spoke, trying to gain the attention of the old man sitting in a rocking chair, facing away, and polishing his revolver. The man in the suit cleared he throat, coughing a few times because of the dust floating carelessly through the open space.The Will
“Uh…Charles, we need to talk about your will…it’s…” The floor and the chair squeaked rhythmi
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