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Aug 13, 2025
#redditrelationship #aita #redditstories My Mother-in-Law’s Dark Secret: The Shocking Family Betrayal Uncovered | Storytime Stateside For 15 years, Patricia wore a perfect mask of politeness, but behind closed doors, she hid a chilling secret. When her sudden kindness caught us off guard, my daughter Emma’s suspicions sparked a deep investigation — revealing a plot to steal from my grandmother and ruin our family. Watch how we uncovered the truth, fought back, and reclaimed what’s rightfully ours. If you’ve ever dealt with toxic family dynamics or shocking betrayals, this story is for you. Don’t forget to like, comment, and subscribe for more real-life family drama and survival stories.
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The polite mask she wore was a perfect
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fit, a veneer of civility that had been
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honed over 15 years. I knew it well. It
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was the face Patricia, my mother-in-law,
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put on for family photos and holiday
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gatherings, the one that hid a
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wellspring of disapproval and subtle
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critique.
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For 15 years, I had navigated her
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disapproval, a constant undercurrent of
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judgment that flowed beneath every
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interaction.
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She judged my career in publishing, saw
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my parenting as overly permissive, and
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always managed to compare me unfavorably
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to her perfect daughter, Amanda.
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It was a tedious, exhausting dance.
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Then, 3 months ago, the music changed.
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It started with a phone call, a voice so
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sweet and saccharine, it felt like a
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stranger was on the line. "Margaret,
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darling," Patricia couped. I was just
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thinking about that delicious lasagna
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you made last Christmas.
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Would you share the recipe? I nearly
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dropped my coffee.
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Patricia, the woman who had
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ostentatiously eaten only the side
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dishes brought by Amanda at Christmas,
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the one who had claimed a sensitivity to
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my seasonings, was complimenting my
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cooking.
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My mind reeled. "Yes, dear." I managed
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to stammer, my voice thick with
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disbelief.
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The sweetness didn't stop there.
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And while you're at it, why don't you
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and Michael come over for dinner this
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weekend? Bring Emma, too. I miss my
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granddaughter. Those weekly dinners
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became a regular occurrence. The woman,
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who had been a spectre of disapproval,
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suddenly became a warm and supportive
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presence.
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She asked about my work at the
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publishing house, genuinely interested
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in the books I was editing.
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She questioned Emma about her college
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applications. Her face al light with a
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grandmotherly pride I had never seen
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before. Even more shocking, she defended
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me against Amanda's barbs.
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When Amanda sneered about Emma's
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decision to take a gap year, Patricia
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shot her down. "Emma's mother knows
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what's best," she said firmly. "Margaret
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has always made excellent decisions for
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her children." Michael was overjoyed.
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I told you she'd come around eventually,
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he'd say, beaming across the dinner
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table.
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But I couldn't shake a feeling of
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unease. Years of navigating Patricia's
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emotional hairpin turns had taught me to
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be wary. This was too much, too sudden.
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It's weird, right? I confessed to Emma
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one evening as we did the dishes. The
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way she's suddenly being so supportive.
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Emma scrubbed a plate with a little too
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much force. Yeah, weird," she said, her
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tone clipped. There was a tension in her
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jaw, a familiar sign that she was
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keeping something to herself. "Emma,
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what aren't you telling me?" She shook
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her head. "Not yet, Mom. I'm still
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figuring something out. But just be
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careful, okay?"
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I tried to heed her advice, but
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Patricia's charm was a powerful thing.
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Throughout October and November, her
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kindness was a steady stream of
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thoughtfulness. She sent me a scarf in
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my favorite color, a first edition of a
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book I had mentioned loving, and in a
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breathtaking display. She even took my
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side in a family argument about
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Thanksgiving. "Of course, we'll have it
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at Margaret's house," she announced to a
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stunned family gathering. "She's the
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best cook in the family." Amanda's face
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turned a delightful shade of purple.
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"But mom, we always have it at your
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house," she protested. "Well, this year
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we're changing things up," Patricia
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said, patting my hand. I'm sure Margaret
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will make it absolutely wonderful. The
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next 3 weeks were a flurry of planning.
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Part of me, the part that had been
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starved for her approval for 15 years,
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desperately wanted to believe that this
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was real. Maybe, just maybe, she had
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finally accepted me, finally seen me as
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a daughter instead of an interloper who
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had stolen her son. The morning of
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Thanksgiving was clear and bright. I'd
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been up since 5, getting the turkey
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ready and starting on the sides.
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Emma came down early to help, but she
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was distracted, glued to her phone.
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"Everything okay, honey?" I asked as she
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nearly put salt instead of sugar in the
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cranberry sauce. "Fine," she said too
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quickly, just waiting to hear about
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something. Guests began to arrive in the
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afternoon.
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Amanda, with her husband and kids, made
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a show of checking on the turkey.
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Patricia arrived at 2:30, a bottle of
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expensive wine in her hand and a beaming
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smile on her face. Margaret, the house
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smells divine. She hugged me tight. I
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brought your favorite Cabernet. Shall I
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open it now? As I headed to the kitchen
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for a corkcrew, Emma's phone buzzed. She
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read the screen and went pale. Mom. Her
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voice was tight. Can you come here for a
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second, honey? I need to get the Now,
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Mom, please. The urgency in her voice
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was a sharp jolt. I followed her into
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the quiet study. She closed the door
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behind us, her hands trembling. "Get
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your coat and trust me, Mom," she
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whispered, her eyes darting toward the
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door. "We need to leave right now."
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"What, Emma? We can't just please." Her
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eyes filled with tears. "I can explain
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everything in the car, but right now, I
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need you to trust me. Dad's going to
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meet us at Aunt Susan's in an hour. Your
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father? But he's not even here yet
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because I told him to wait. Mom, please.
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Do you trust me? I looked at my
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daughter, my brilliant, perceptive
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daughter, who had been watching and
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waiting and putting pieces together
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while I'd been blinded by hope. "Of
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course I trust you," I said. "Then get
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your coat." 5 minutes later, we were in
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the car, Emma at the wheel, because my
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hands were shaking too badly to drive.
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As we pulled away from the house, I saw
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Patricia watching from the window, her
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face a mask of confusion.
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"Emma, what is going on?" She pulled a
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manila envelope from her backpack and
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handed it to me. "Open it," she said.
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"But maybe wait until we're stopped at a
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light. You're not going to believe what
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Grandma Pat's been planning."
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My hands trembled as I opened the
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envelope at the first red light. Inside
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were bank statements, property records,
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and what looked like private
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investigator reports, all with my
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grandmother's name on them. "I found
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these in Grandma Pat's study last week,"
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Emma explained, her knuckles white on
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the steering wheel. "I was looking for
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stamps in her desk drawer, and I knocked
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over a folder. These fell out." The
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first document was a detailed report on
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my grandmother Helen's health. Not the
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sanitized version we shared with the
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family, but the real medical records
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complete with doctor's notes about
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earlystage dementia.
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How did she get these? I whispered.
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These are private medical records.
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Keep reading, Emma said grimly.
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The next paper was a property assessment
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of my grandmother's lakehouse, the one
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she had promised to leave me in her
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will. the one Patricia had casually
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mentioned would make a lovely retirement
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home during one of our recent dinners.
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"3 weeks ago, I overheard Grandma Pat on
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the phone with her lawyer," Emma
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continued. "She was asking about power
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of attorney requirements for someone
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with diminished mental capacity. My
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blood ran cold as I pieced it together.
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She's trying to get control of Grandma
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Helen's assets. Before
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Before she passes, Emma finished,
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turning onto Aunt Susan's street. She
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found out about the lake house somehow.
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She's been buttering you up, trying to
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get closer to Grandma Helen through you.
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The last document in the pile was a
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half-drafted letter to an elder care
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attorney written in Patricia's elegant
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handwriting.
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It detailed concerns about my
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grandmother's ability to manage her own
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affairs, suggesting that decisions about
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her care and assets should be handled by
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family members with more experience.
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That's why she moved Thanksgiving, I
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realized, feeling sick to my stomach.
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She wanted to keep us away from Grandma
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Helen today. She's probably there right
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now with her lawyer.
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No, she's not, Emma said, allowing
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herself a small, grim smile as she
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pulled into Aunt Susan's driveway.
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Because Dad's there with our lawyer.
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Michael was waiting on the front porch,
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his face etched with a fury I had never
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seen before. Next to him stood Gloria
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Chen, our family attorney, holding a
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briefcase.
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"Did you show her?" Michael asked Emma
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as we hurried up the steps. "The
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documents? Yes," Emma said. But I
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thought you should explain the rest.
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Inside, Aunt Susan immediately wrapped
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me in a hug while Michael paced the
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living room. I couldn't believe it at
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first, he said, running his hands
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through his hair. My own mother. When
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Emma showed me what she found, I hired a
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private investigator of our own, he
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explained.
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Gloria opened her briefcase and pulled
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out another set of documents. Patricia
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has done this before, she explained.
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10 years ago, she manipulated her way
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into becoming power of attorney for her
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cousin Barbara. Within 6 months,
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Barbara's property was sold, and the
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money was redistributed into accounts
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under Patricia's control. Barbara died
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believing she'd lost everything in bad
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investments," Michael added bitterly.
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"We found three other cases, all
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following the same pattern."
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Mom finds elderly relatives with
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valuable property, works her way into
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their confidence, and then, "And now
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she's targeting my grandmother," my
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voice sounded distant to my own ears.
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"Not anymore," Gloria said firmly.
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"We've already filed for a protection
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order. Your grandmother's assets are
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being placed in a secure trust with you
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and your aunt Susan as co-rustees, and
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we're reopening investigations into the
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previous cases." My phone buzzed.
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Patricia calling, then Amanda, then
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Patricia again. Don't answer, Michael
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advised. Mom's probably realized
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something's wrong by now. Let her sweat.
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As if on Q, a text from Patricia popped
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up. Margaret, darling, is everything all
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right? We're all so worried. Please let
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us know about Helen. The false concern
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made my stomach turn. I thought about
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all the times Patricia had criticized my
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relationship with my grandmother,
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calling me overly attached.
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All the times she'd tried to exclude her
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from family events. It hadn't been about
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dislike. It had been about isolation.
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I should have seen it, I whispered. All
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those years of keeping us apart.
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Hey. Michael knelt in front of me,
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taking my hands. None of us saw it.
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She's had decades to perfect this act,
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but she slipped up this time. She got
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greedy and she underestimated Emma. Emma
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blushed. I just knew something felt
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wrong. Grandma Pat being nice to mom
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after 15 years of treating her like
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dirt. No way. More texts flooded in.
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Amanda's Patricia's. The false concern
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was now laced with panic. Darling,
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please call me. I'm just sick with worry
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about poor Helen.
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What do we do now? I asked Gloria. Now,
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she smiled grimly. We go on the
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offensive. Your mother-in-law thought
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she was laying a trap for your
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grandmother. Instead, she walked right
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into one of her own. The confrontation
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happened 3 days after Thanksgiving. We
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arranged to meet Patricia at Gloria's
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office, though she didn't know Gloria
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would be there. She swept in wearing her
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favorite business suit, the one she wore
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when she wanted to intimidate people.
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Margaret, darling. She moved to hug me,
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but I stepped back. Her smile faltered
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slightly.
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I was so worried when you left on
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Thanksgiving. Is Helen all right?
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Why don't you tell us, Mom? Michael's
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voice was ice cold. After all, you seem
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to know more about her medical condition
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than her own family does.
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Patricia's face went blank for a
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fraction of a second before the
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concerned mask slipped back into place.
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I'm sure I don't know what you mean,
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dear. Let me refresh your memory.
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Gloria stepped forward, laying out the
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documents Emma had found. Medical
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records obtained illegally, property
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assessments, draft letters to her
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lawyer, and reports from a private
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investigator tracking my grandmother's
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health. The color drained from
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Patricia's face. She sank into a chair,
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her hand fluttering to her throat.
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Where did you get? Those are private.
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Private? I couldn't hold back anymore.
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Like my grandmother's medical records
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were private. Like Barbara's financial
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records were private before you drained
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her accounts.
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Barbara. Patricia's eyes widened. How do
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you know about? We know everything, Mom.
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Michael's voice cracked. The cousins,
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the family, friends, all of it. How many
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times have you done this? How many
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families have you destroyed? For a
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moment, Patricia seemed to shrink in her
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chair. Then her spine straightened and
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her face hardened into something ugly
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and familiar, the expression she'd worn
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for 15 years when looking at me. "You
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ungrateful children," she hissed. "I've
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only ever tried to keep this family's
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assets secure. These elderly relatives,
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they can't manage their own affairs.
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Someone has to step in, make sure the
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family wealth is properly protected."
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"You mean stolen?" Emma interrupted from
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the doorway. She walked in carrying
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another folder. I have the bank records
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showing where the money went, Grandma
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Pat. Every penny from every protected
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relative. Funny how it all ended up in
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your accounts.
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Patricia turned to Michael, her eyes
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filling with tears.
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Surely you can't believe I would.
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Michael, I'm your mother. Not anymore.
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Michael's voice was quiet but firm.
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You have two choices, Mom. Either you
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sign these papers agreeing to stay away
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from Helen and her assets, or we take
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everything we found to the police. All
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of it. Every case, every victim.
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You wouldn't dare. But her voice
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trembled. What would Amanda say? What
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would the family think?
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Amanda knows, I said softly. We sent her
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copies of everything this morning. She's
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been calling for hours, but not to
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defend you. She wants to know if her
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husband's aging parents are next on your
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list.
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That was the final blow.
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Patricia's shoulder slumped as the fight
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drained out of her. Without another
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word, she signed the papers Gloria
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placed in front of her. "If you come
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near my grandmother or any of her
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assets," I said as she stood to leave.
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"If you try to contact her or us in any
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way, these files go straight to the
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police. Do you understand?" She gave me
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one last venomous look. "I should have
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known you would turn my son against me.
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You never belonged in this family.
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No, Mom, Michael said, taking my hand.
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Margaret and Emma showed us what real
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family looks like. They protected
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someone they love. You're the one who
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never belonged.
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After she left, Emma hugged us both.
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I've got to get back to campus, she
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said. Finals week starts Monday. Wait, I
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called as she reached the door. How did
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you know to start investigating?
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What made you suspicious?
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She smiled. Remember when I was little
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and you read me those detective stories?
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You always said the most suspicious
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thing is when someone changes their
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behavior completely. When Grandma Pat
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suddenly started being nice to you.
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Well, I just chneled my inner detective.
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One year later, we celebrated
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Thanksgiving at the lake house.
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My grandmother, Helen, sat at the head
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of the table, her mind clearer after
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we'd adjusted her medications.
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Aunt Susan carved the turkey while Emma
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told everyone about her first semester
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of law school.
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Michael's hand found mine under the
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table, squeezing gently.
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We'd heard through family gossip that
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Patricia had moved to Florida, and
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Amanda had cut contact after discovering
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her mother had been borrowing money from
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her children's college funds. Some days
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I felt a flicker of guilt about what had
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happened. But then I'd remember Barbara
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and all the other victims of Patricia's
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schemes.
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More pie, Margaret?" my grandmother
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asked, her eyes twinkling. "You always
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did make the best apple pie in the
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family." "Thanks, Grandma," I said,
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feeling the warmth of belonging, real
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belonging, wash over me. I learned from
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the best. As I looked around the table
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at my real family, the people who loved
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and protected each other without schemes
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or conditions, I silently thanked
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Patricia for one thing. Her sudden,
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suspicious kindness had set off Emma's
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warning bells.
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Sometimes I realized the worst people in
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our lives lead us to appreciate the best
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ones, even if it's by showing us what to
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look out