Cleah Lucky was difficult in life. In death, she is even worse. When her three estranged children gather for the reading of her will, they expect complications. They do not expect a master list of demands. Holiday gatherings. Approved menus. Required outfits. Designated games. On and on, including a rotating custody schedule for her urn. Thanks to a legally airtight trust, they cannot collect a cent unless they cooperate. As the siblings attempt to honor their mother’s absurd instructions, resentment builds, alliances shift, and their grip on patience, and even on their sanity, stretches paper thin. A sharp and heartfelt story about what we owe the people who raised us and the price of getting what we think we deserve.
Cleah Lucky was difficult in life. In death, she is even worse. When her three estranged children gather for the reading of her will, they expect complications. They do not expect a master list of demands. Holiday gatherings. Approved menus. Required outfits. Designated games. On and on, including a rotating custody schedule for her urn. Thanks to a legally airtight trust, they cannot collect a cent unless they cooperate. As the siblings attempt to honor their mother’s absurd instructions, resentment builds, alliances shift, and their grip on patience, and even on their sanity, stretches paper thin. A sharp and heartfelt story about what we owe the people who raised us and the price of getting what we think we deserve.