That evening, I called my attorney, Elizabeth Morgan. She had helped me establish the Second Cup trust after I won the lottery. I explained everything and asked her to arrange a beautiful home for me somewhere in Scottsdale. I wanted a place with a garden, a breakfast nook, and enough bedrooms for my grandchildren to visit whenever they wished.
Elizabeth reminded me that I didn’t have to explain my financial decisions to anyone. For eighteen months, I had hidden my fortune because I wanted genuine affection, not attention from people attracted to money. Now, I was beginning to understand that keeping quiet had also allowed my family to take advantage of me.
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