I believed her.
“You knew,” I said.
Mom stared at the deed.
“I knew your father put some protections in place.”
“You knew the house wasn’t Mike’s.”
“He lives there.
He takes care of me.
That should count for something.”
“It does not make him the owner,” Daniel said.
Mike snatched the deed from the table and scanned it.
His eyes moved faster as he reached the second page.
“This is ridiculous.
Dad would never leave her in control.”
Daniel removed the first amendment from the file.
“He did not make the decision casually.”
The amendment had been signed eighteen months after the original trust.
It strengthened the restrictions on borrowing and required my written approval for any lien, refinance, or transfer.
Attached to it was a memorandum dictated by Dad.
Daniel read the first paragraph aloud.
“I have observed repeated pressure placed upon my daughter Stephanie to solve financial problems she did not create.
