As a child, Kerrigan knew she could expect her grandmother to be waiting for her at the gate. It always made her anxious for the airplane to land and the seatbelt sign to be turned off. This visit would be different, though. Grammy would not be there to envelop her in her arms and welcome her home. The thought made her feel desolate. They hadn’t even had the chance to drive by Grammy’s house – Kerrigan’s new home – before the funeral service. The only flight they were able to secure at the last minute didn’t afford them the time. Hudson had scheduled an appointment with his mother’s attorney for the reading of the will, and he hadn’t been very flexible since it was the weekend. So, it meant they had to go straight to the attorney’s office from the airport. Mr. Donaldson was a no-nonsense type of guy, getting right down to business. In short, Kerrigan got everything. The house and a very sizable bank account. All the paperwork was signed, and he was ready to usher them out the door within moments of their arrival, which was a good thing.
