Charlotte

After spending some time moving around the house, I decided I was ready to read what was in the folder. I walked to the room, grabbed the file from the bedside table, and moved to the couch in the middle of the room.

The first few pages contained what seemed like legal jargon I’d need a lawyer to properly interpret, but I kept reading. Soon, I got the hang of it, though I wasn’t sure I completely understood what was happening - until I got to the sixth page.

At the bottom of the page was a highlighted section that showed my parents’ names as the owners of a...