Or maybe a waiver.

He said it would keep the property in the family and I wouldn’t have to come back here.”

She bit her bottom lip.

“I gave up anything I had a claim to.

And I never once asked him what you would get.”

“Nothing has changed.

The house is mine, and it’s mine because of a letter Grandma wrote, not because of you.”

She nodded as if I had handed her something heavy to carry.