My Sister Signed Papers Before I Was Dead

objected.

Judge Raskin asked for proof of my wishes.

That’s where things got ugly.

Vanessa’s attorney, a shiny man named Peter Sloan, stood up with a document.

A health directive.

Signed by me.

Naming Vanessa as my preferred family decision-maker if I became incapacitated.

For about four minutes, they almost won.

Captain Park called for a recess.

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