My Aunt Told Me I Wasn’t Welcome At The Family Lakehouse. So I Waited For Her To Leave, And Made A Change To The Deed

Brad Builds A Working Timeline

Brad met me at reception and waved me through the glass door. He cleared a space on his desk, spread the papers, and circled dates in red.

He asked where each email fit, and I pointed to invoices or photos that matched. He flagged a dock repair from last fall and a heater service in March.

Sticky notes went on the edges with quick initials. He drew a straight line on his pad and marked it as our timeline.