I drove up to repair my late wife’s lake cabin… and found my son-in-law’s parents unloading a U-Haul into it – Welcome

a box marked KITCHEN.

Ron took another drink.

“Derek gave us the door code. This cabin will be ours anyway.”

I stared at him.

“My daughter’s husband gave you permission to move into property he doesn’t own?”

Ron shrugged.

“Claire inherits it. Derek says they’re signing everything over. We’re retiring up here.”

I walked to the keypad.

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