My Family Had Me Thrown Out of My Own House

That was the first thing I liked about him.

No theatrics. No big lawyer act. Just a legal pad, a cheap black pen, and a face that looked like it had seen too many divorces and not enough sleep.

He pushed his glasses higher on his nose. “Before I watch this, I need dates, names, and what outcome you want.”

“Names you have.”

“Outcome.”

I looked past him, continue reading …