MY PARENTS INVITED ME TO A FANCY FAMILY DINNER

To the trust itself, and to every beneficiary in it, fairly. The minute I signed anything, I wasn’t Amber-the-daughter anymore. I was a fiduciary. There were rules. There were things I legally could not do, and – this was the part that lit me up – things they legally could not do without me.

“So walk me through my options,” I said. “Slowly. Use small continue reading …