dollars. I repaid you two hundred eighty-six thousand.”
Mom leaned toward me.
“This is your sister’s future.”
“No. This is you making promises using money you didn’t own.”
Dad stood.
Then he delivered what he clearly believed was his strongest threat.
“If you refuse, you’re out of the will.”
I looked at him.
“Dad, I already heard you Sunday night saying I wasn’t getting anything.”
Mom’s expression changed immediately.
She realized I had overheard them.
Dad didn’t even bother denying it.
“Then you know where you stand.”
I nodded.
“Yes.
