She was referring to Sandy’s two friends, Celeste and Libby.  They’d gone with Sandy weeks before to have their names added on as executors to her will.  The two of them had instructed Tammy not to call my mother, my aunt’s closest living relative.

“I called your mom, anyway.” Tammy said, “Now don’t you go telling them I did it, cause they told me not to.  I just didn’t think it was right.  Something’s wrong with that, with the way those two act, the way they slink around this place.  I don’t like those women.  So I just told them your mom called the house, and was concerned when I answered instead of your aunt.  Just said, she’d decided to come on up to Sandy’s place on her own.” 

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