Don't Hold It

Robert Collins raised his glass in a toast. "I hope you won't hold it against this old man, Adam for petetitioning to the court," he said with an easy smile. "I just wanted to make sure that in this race, the two of you don't forget what matters most—love and life. I never wanted to see the two brothers competing. That's why I told your grandmother to make adjustments to the will. But who knew she wouldn't listen, and then all this would happen?"

Adam clinked his glass against his grandfather's. "Of course, Old Man. Who could blame you for wanting the happiness of your grandchildren? But I don't think that grandmother was at fault, really. You, of all people, knew her wish."

Robert Collins' face tightened.