My father’s eyes filled with tears.
“I was wrong.”
“Yes.”
“I was selfish.”
“Yes.”
“I was scared.”
Grandma looked at him.
“Of what?”
He swallowed.
“Of having nothing.”
Grandma’s expression softened for the first time.
“You already had something.”
Dad looked at her.
“You had a mother who loved you.”
Silence.
“You had a family.”
She took a breath.
“And you traded that for money you didn’t even need.”
Dad began crying.
But Grandma didn’t move toward him.
She didn’t hug him.
She didn’t comfort him.
She simply sat down.
The trustee announced the decision.
Richard Carter and Monica Carter would be removed as beneficiaries under the terms of the trust.
Their future inheritance would be redistributed according to the amended provisions.
The building used by my father’s company would remain under the trust.
His right to operate the business there would be reviewed separately.
