deserves the house. Ask which choice gives them a reason to become family again.
I looked at him.
“That’s what Derek and Veronica have been looking for?”
Dad shook his head.
“They don’t know about the letter.”
“Then what?”
He removed a newer envelope.
This one was only six years old.
The return address belonged to a local attorney I vaguely remembered.
Inside were copies of legal documents establishing a family property trust.
I stared at Dad.
“You put the house in a trust?”
“Your mother and I did.”
“When?”
“