My Aunt Wanted Custody of My Brother—But I Knew Her True Motives

after I tucked him into bed, I stepped outside to take out the trash.

I wasn’t trying to listen in.

But as I passed by Diane’s kitchen window, I heard her voice—sharp and smug—coming through a speakerphone.

“We need to speed this up, Gary. Once we get custody, the state will release the trust fund.”

I froze.

Trust fund?

I had no idea Max even had one.

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