The house was gorgeous, a 1920s Victorian with original hardwood floors and stained-glass windows. Along with the house came their savings, investments, and life insurance payouts. I should have been over the moon, but something in my gut told me to be careful. My family’s reaction had been telling. Instead of offering condolences, they immediately started asking about the money and when I planned to “share the wealth.” Julia had actually asked me outright if I was going to “do the right thing” and split everything with her.