Sellers said to me, “What’s the idea, Master Mind?”
“Nothing,” I said. “Only you’ve been around here churning up the woman’s feelings, and I thought it might be about times you did something constructive for a change.”
“Well, I’ll do the thinking,” Sellers said
Irene Fulton said, “I had him take out insurance just a few months ago. The way the cost of living has been going up he couldn’t save anything — well, not enough. So I had him take out something that would give us protection, fifteen thousand apiece for the children, to put them through school, and ten thousand for me.”
“That’s good,” Sellers said.
“How long ago?” I asked.
“Last fall — and I called up the insurance people and they told me the policies were no good in case of suicide within one year from the date the policies were issued. I get back the first premiums and that’s all. And that’s going to be every cent I’ll have.”
“How about the house?” Sellers asked.
“We own it subject to a big mortgage. I suppose we could get something out of it for our equity. But that would take time — and I’ve got to live somewhere. And then the children…”
She stopped for a moment to appraise the situation.