"Patriarch Lentz, how are you feeling?" Viola Thompson asked.
"Pretty good, I can eat, drink, and sleep."
Viola nodded slightly and reached out to take Patriarch Lentz's pulse.
During this time, Terrence Lentz stood quietly by.
It wasn't until Viola let go of Patriarch Lentz's hand that he spoke.
Patriarch Lentz looked at Terrence, "Terrence, why didn't you go out with your father and the others?"
Patriarch Lentz had already divided up all his property.
Three shares in total.
Two sons and one daughter, no one was treated unfairly.
Today, Harlan Lentz called his sons out to divide the shares that Patriarch Lentz had given them, but he didn't expect that Terrence didn't go.
"I didn't feel like going," Terrence said.
Patriarch Lentz continued, "Do you know why your father called you out today?"
"I do." Terrence nodded slightly, "But I'm not interested in those things."
Patriarch Lentz sighed helplessly.
He was a bit worried.
