The Room My Father Built
She had not told her other son.
She had not told a lawyer.
She had signed it in a conference room with Christopher beside her and had asked, on the record, according to the notary’s contemporaneous note, exactly one question, which was whether it would affect her ability to leave the house to her grandchildren.
The money did not go into the business.
Four hundred thousand went to a payment on a facility that was already in default.
The rest went out over five weeks to three accounts, one of which was in Valerie Nkemdirim’s name, and one of which was the escrow on a two-bedroom condominium in Ohio City that Valerie moved into in October and that Beatrice’s house paid for.