“I will contest the trust in court!” my father suddenly threatened, slamming his open palm against the glass panel.

“I will hire the best lawyer in the state first thing tomorrow morning!

You were not in your right mind after the crash, and any probate judge will see that Jonathan’s parents manipulated a grieving woman!”

“Go ahead and try,” I said, and I even laughed, a short quiet sound.

“The settlement was finalized by the top law firm in the state.

Three separate judges signed off on the transfer.