“If you want dinner, lick it off the floor!” My son-in-law mocked me after knocking my plate down, while making a toast at dinner. I stood up, adjusted my coat, and said three words that left him completely terrified!

flickered across his face before disappearing.

Interesting.

One of the men opened a leather folder.

“Mrs. Hale,” he began professionally, “we’ve prepared paperwork for a medical guardianship review.”

Victor’s smile returned instantly.

“For your own safety.”

There it was.

The next step.

Declare me incompetent.

Take the house.

Control the trust.

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