Inside were legal papers confirming that everything—and I mean everything—was being left to my younger brother, Eric.
There was a single line saying how much they loved both their children “equally.”
Right.
Equally—except one of those children had paid off their overdue property taxes last month.
Equally—except one of those children had never contributed a dime.
I sat there, stunned, staring at the papers with shaking hands. I felt like someone had pulled the rug out from under me—and laughed while doing it.
“So That’s How It Is…”
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