On My 16th Birthday, My Father Gave Me $10 and Told Me to Leave. Then I Handed Him an Envelope He Wasn’t Ready to Open.

money that was supposed to be mine. And a letter explaining exactly what you’ve done and what I intend to do about it.”

“You wouldn’t,” Lester breathed.

“I already did,” I said. “I filed a complaint with the probate court yesterday afternoon. My lawyer contacted them two days ago. Her name is Holly Brennan—you might remember her from when you had to continue reading …