The Reading of the Will
Split Four Ways

Two Kinds of Debt

Delphine found Juno on the sidewalk outside the office, sitting on the low stone wall with her coat pulled tight, like she was bracing for someone to come out and yell at her some more.

"Can I sit?" Delphine asked.

Juno looked up, wary. "You're the one who told him to sit down."

"That doesn't mean I'm on your side," Delphine said, sitting anyway. "I don't know whose side I'm on yet."

A long silence. Cars passing. Somewhere a truck backed up, beeping.

"You visited her every month," Delphine said finally. "For a year. None of us knew she was even seeing visitors that regularly. She barely let me in some weeks."

"She said it was easier with me," Juno said. "I didn't come with — history. I didn't come with expectations."

"You came with a lifetime of not having her," Delphine said. "That's a kind of history too."

Juno's mouth twisted, not quite a smile. "She used to ask about you. Delphine's too hard on herself, she'd say. Delphine thinks quiet means weak."

Delphine's throat tightened without warning. "She never told me that to my face."

"She wasn't good at faces," Juno said. "She was better at checks and letters and long silences that were supposed to mean something."

Delphine almost laughed. "That does sound like her."

Across the street, Corwin leaned against his car, phone pressed to his ear, one hand raking through his hair. Delphine couldn't hear the words, but she could read the shape of his shoulders — the way they'd curled inward, the way he kept glancing over his shoulder like the sidewalk itself might be listening.

"Is he all right?" Juno asked.

"He's never all right," Delphine said. "But this looks like a different kind of not all right."

Corwin's voice finally carried across the street, sharp and low. "I told you I'm getting it — I'm getting it, there's a will, there's a house, just — Friday, I need until Friday—"

He caught Delphine watching and turned away fast, lowering his voice to nothing.

Delphine looked back at Juno. "How much of that money were you counting on?"

"None of it," Juno said. "I came for the letter. The money was never the point."

"Good," Delphine said, standing. "Because I don't think this is going to stay a four-way split. Not after today."

She didn't know yet how right she was.

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