Seven Yellow Folders Exposed What My Parents Had Done to Ethan

“He told Dad full legal guardianship would give them instant access to the trust accounts.”

“Has Collins seen this journal?” I asked.

“No,” Ethan said.

“On Sunday Dad spent forty minutes trying to pry Grandfather’s desk drawer open with a screwdriver because he figured it was in there.”

I ran my thumb along the bottom margin, where Grandfather had written a single word in capitals beside the account numbers: AUDIT.

My parents weren’t chasing custody out of some sudden burst of parental love or family loyalty.

They were going for legal guardianship so they could take total control of Ethan’s trust fund before anybody started asking where the money had gone.