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fraud without counsel present.”
My dad told me my brother owed $330,000 — and that I had to pay it, or I was no longer family. I looked him in the eye and said, “Then I’m not,” before calling my bank and cutting them off for good.
The porch went silent.
Mom covered her mouth. “Rebecca, please. We are still your parents.”
I looked at her. That was the hardest part. Not Caleb. Not Dad. Her.
“You knew,” I said.
Her eyes filled.
“You knew he signed my name.”
She whispered, “Your father said it would be temporary.”
There it was.
Not innocence. Permission.
