My Mom “Forgot” To Save Dessert For My Son At The Christmas Party And Said, “We Didn’t Set Any Aside.”

The lawyer says, ‘If we do not move fast, we could lose the house and the retirement. You cannot just ignore this.

You are part of this family whether you like it or not.’”

That was it.

Not a single word about Noah or dessert or the way she told my son to his face that he was not family.

Just pure panic about money and assets and whatever she meant by sealing everything.

I stood barefoot on the cold kitchen tile and thought about how many times my parents had dressed control up as concern. After my divorce, my dad once suggested putting his name on the deed to my place just to help with the mortgage, he said, so things would be simpler for the family. I told him no, and he acted like I had personally attacked him.

Ever since then, money and property have been his favorite weapons.

Now here we were again, except this time, the thing he seemed terrified of losing was tied to my name.

I did not call my mom back.

I texted instead. You made it clear last night that my son and I are not family.

Handle your house and your retirement with your lawyer.

Then I blocked her number. Not forever.

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