Marcus leaned over, smirking. “Maybe it’s Monopoly money, sis. That would be about right for your luck.”

I clutched the envelope, my hands trembling slightly. Inside, I could feel something besides paper. It wasn’t thick enough to be a large check, but there was definitely something there.

Jennifer piped up from across the room. “Don’t look so sad, April. I’m sure Grandpa left you something appropriate for your station.”

Her tone made it clear what she thought my station was.

I stood up abruptly, the leather chair creaking behind me. “If you’ll excuse me, I need some air.”

The laughter followed me out of the office and down the hall. I could hear Mom telling someone, “She’s always been dramatic. Robert probably left her a nice little keepsake or some advice about finding a husband.”