Chapter 6
"Your parents stated in their will that upon their death, if any one of you was under the age of 21 and unmarried, you would be in the custody of your Aunt Beatrice," the lawyer, Mr. Bradshaw, was saying the following morning, "Also, they split all of their possessions equally between the three of you. You each receive a third of this house, your mother's jewelry, and the money in the bank. Now, it seems that upon their death, the money in your parent's account will be split into thirds and put into three separate accounts—one in each of your names. Your parents have requested that you not be allowed to open these accounts until your twenty-first birthdays."
Maggie sighed; she couldn't believe this was happening. Her parents had been alive only days before and now here she was listening to their will being read by a stuffy lawyer in a bad suit. She tuned out as Mr. Bradshaw droned on about bank accounts and funeral arrangements.
"How much money was in my parent's account?" Maggie asked suddenly.
Mr. Bradshaw glanced at the paper before him, "$30,000. That's $10,000 for each of you."
"Well, I think that will be all for now," Aunt Beatrice said, standing up, "Thank you, Mr. Bradshaw."
