“Sign the deed or I’ll sn:a:p your arm right here!” my brother screamed while slamming me against the truck outside Sunset Lavender Co. as our parents watched without emotion.

“”Sienna, your family is going to come for this land,”” Amanda had warned me in her sleek Manhattan office just two weeks prior. “”Your father’s original deed transfer was sloppy. If Garrett’s creditors force continue reading …