I think Ms. Edwards should be more afraid of that bum of a leech she calls a husband who would probably sue her and his own kids at the drop of a hat if he thought he could make an extra nickel.
Frankly if that bum of a leech she calls a husband were my husband I would have large brown envelopes filled with (copies of) "interesting papers", shall we say?, squirreled away with people and attorneys throughout the country with the simple instructions: "TO BE OPENED IMMEDIATELY UPON MY DEATH"
(Just call it a little insurance.)