I Let My Father Hear From My Lawyer Before He Heard From Me

chat, the one I muted in 2019 and never formally left, began exploding.

My phone buzzed across the table.

Buzz.

Buzz.

Buzz.

I opened it.

Big mistake.

Uncle Randy: This is private family business. Lawyers are trashy.

Marla again: Take the win and move on. The post is deleted.

My mother: Call me NOW.

Then, from my youngest brother, Scott, the one who usually stayed continue reading …