Hannah, I left you the cabin for a reason. Megan would only see money in it, but you’ll see what it really means. Rose believed in resilience. She believed women had to fight twice as hard to be respected, and she made me promise to pass that fight down. If you’re holding this letter, then I trust you to keep that promise. The army taught you discipline and courage, but this land will give you independence. Don’t sell it. Protect it. Build something with it. I’ve already spoken with Robert Chen, an attorney I trust. He has documents that prove your rights. Call him when you’re ready.
Dad’s handwriting wavered toward the end, but his message was clear. He didn’t want Megan touching this land. He wanted me to do something with it.
I sat back sipping coffee, staring at the stack of deeds and surveys. Granite, feldspar, and even notes about lithium deposits. That was no small deal in today’s market. Dad hadn’t just left me property, he’d left me leverage Megan would kill for.
A knock on the door broke my focus. I stood and opened it cautiously. Jack Reynolds was back, holding a tool belt this time.