Nobody corrected her. When Marissa married Jason, they moved into the upstairs rooms “for a year while saving.” Eight years later, they remained. The property housed my parents, my sister, her husband, and their children.

None paid rent. Grandma handled taxes and major repairs because she believed family helped family.

The morning after we submitted the report, she called the attorney who had handled her estate for twenty years. She changed more than her will. She terminated the informal occupancy arrangement.

She transferred the house into a living trust and named me as the future beneficiary — not because she expected to leave anytime soon, but because she wanted control of the property protected during her lifetime.

Then her attorney prepared formal notice requiring everyone living there to relocate within the lawful period.

I knew none of this until my mother called one week later. I answered on speaker so Andrew could listen. “What did you do?” she demanded. There was no confusion in her voice.