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The
table was made of solid wood and had an antiqued white finish applied to it. A
flat screen computer monitor sat near the edge, accompanied by a small desk
lamp.
    Next to her desk
stood a matching two-drawer lateral filing cabinet that Kat used as her printer
table. It offered cubbyhole storage features with two adjustable shelves. In
it, Kat kept her class materials and office supplies.
    At the opposite
corner of the room was a built-in bookcase that served as the library. The
bookcase took up the entire wall and the shelves were filled with a variety of
fiction and non-fiction novels. Kat was an avid reader and was always on the
lookout for antique books to add to her massive collection.
    When Kat entered
her office, she turned on the light and powered on her computer. As she waited
for it to boot up, she circled around to the double-hung windows next to the
bookcase and raised the bottom hutches a few inches. It was one of the cooler
June nights and she wanted fresh air circulating throughout the room while she
worked on her computer. Then she reached for the ceiling light and pulled down
the switch that turned on the fan. Satisfied with the cool breeze that flowed
within the room, Kat sat down in her high-back swivel chair. The floor was made
of hardwood, but Kat had a little section of carpet that she kept under her
desk. With her bare feet buried in the shag carpeting, she got to work.
    When her
computer was ready, Kat signed into her money manager account. After she paid
her bills online, she clicked on her investment portfolio.
    Before Michael
died, he had set up power of attorney in Kat’s name and turned over his entire
savings to her. Michael had over $100,000 in an aggressive retirement plan,
with the majority of it invested in overseas stocks. Michael had also arranged
for a trusted colleague, a financial advisor, to oversee the account so that
Kat would gain the maximum return on her investments.
    In addition,
Michael had put a down payment on the house Kat and Tyler were living in now.
He didn’t tell her about it until the night he proposed. A couple of months
prior to that, they had taken a weekend trip to the coast to look at homes.
They had been to the coast several times before and decided they wanted to live
there once they became husband and wife. On each visit, they had slept in
separate bedrooms at their favorite bed and breakfast inn. Michael respected
Kat’s wishes to wait until they were married before becoming intimate with one
another.
    They explored a
section of the coast they had not seen before and immediately fell in love with
the area. When Kat saw her house, she knew it was the perfect home for them to
live in after they were married. Michael agreed and the two went as far as to
speak with the former owner who had put up the house on the market. She had
been recently widowed and could not manage the house by herself. It needed
quite a bit of work, but with a little bit of love and manual labor, it could
be restored to its original beauty.
    When Michael
died, his lawyer had contacted Kat to let her know that she was the new sole
owner of their house and that it was ready for her to move in. At the time, Kat
was stunned to learn of the lengths Michael went to in order to provide for
her. He had had the house restored for her so when they got married, they could
move in right away. It was an unexpected yet pleasant surprise. She had no idea
what a shrewd businessman he was nor did she realize how financially successful
he was before he died. He had taken care of every little detail to ensure Kat
had the house of her dreams. Unbeknownst to them, it would be his last gift to
her.
    Kat had
initially considered selling the house because she didn’t think she would be
able to manage the responsibilities that came with home ownership, living in a
house that was intended for her and her future husband. She didn’t know if she
would be able to cope with the painful reminders of everything