Before my dad passed away, it was just the three of us living in his house—me, my dad, and my older sister (35). But if I’m being honest, she was barely around. She never seemed to consider herself part of our family. The house was more of a crash pad for her than a home.
Two weeks ago, my dad passed away. We were incredibly close—unlike my sister, who always kept her distance.
Then came the will.
At the lawyer’s office, we found out that my dad left the entire house to my sister. And me? I got his old watch.
