There were a few perfunctory words, but for the most part, it was simple and straightforward.The will was dated a week before his death, which was, as...Blaire would discover later an uncanny coincidence. This is because the letter in the envelope was dated the same day. The will gave Grace, all of the cash in his checking and savings accounts, with exception of a sum of one hundred million dollars in the First Texas National bank. To whom this would be given would be discussed later. Mr. Whitten. A fine dessert, all right..."I've got to hand it to you, Marc," he said then, with genuine admiration. "You really have a way with the women."Cord gave him a superior grin. "Nothing to it, Rog. Just takes practice. Hell, you can have it, too. Just lose some of your Victorian prudery and play the modern role." Security," Roger said. "That's my trouble. I want security. I come from an average middle class home, Marc. My dad was a stock broker, and you know how conservative they are. We were. If you want, I will take both of them, so they can stay together."Lori started crying harder and I reached over and hugged her. "It's ok. If you don't want me to, I won't take Henrietta as well," I said."You're a good man Jason, and I see why five women ... four women and a young lady all love you. I would love to have them both go together. They were raised together, and have been best friends for five years. I will get their papers," Lori said as she fixed her wig, and then got up and left. Once inside, helooked around and shook his head in amazement. "I didn't know these houses came with rooms this big," David remarked. He walked to a set of French doors. Beyond the doors was a small patiothat overlooked the spacious back yard. He wondered if the old metal swingset was still there. David stared at the falling rain for longer than he'd meant to. The raindrops seemed larger and more abundant when they were viewed from the secondfloor. He saw Epifanio's reflection in the glass as.