I Said “Okay” And Packed Before They Knew What I’d Sent

to clear one of Tyler’s maxed-out credit cards.

Then another to the dealership.

It got uglier after that.

Because once I knew what account number to look for, I could match it to copies of tax forms in Dad’s office and emails on the tablet. He and Pete were behind on payroll taxes. Very behind. Dad had been moving money around to keep things from freezing,continue reading …