My Mother Fed the Man Behind Our House for Twenty Years—After Her Funeral, I Found Out He Was Family
By spring, the lawyers had dug up enough records to fix several long-standing errors about Lucas’s identity and work history.
Some money questions were still under review.
An independent accountant had been brought in to look at the disputed trust payout records; Patrick’s part in it would be judged on evidence, not on his family’s accusations.
I was relieved there was no tidy verdict.
It meant we were doing something different from the way Patrick had always worked: slowing down long enough to separate the truth from the version that suited whoever shouted loudest.
Lucas also made up his mind about housing.