A Family Built on Lies
I was a real estate agent.
My mother, Jenna Bennett, approached me privately and asked me to sell her property. "Your dad is having a hard time with his business. I want to help him out."
The property had been left to Mom by my grandmother, Renna Patterson, so she'd always have a small refuge of her own, a place where she could feel safe and secure.
Now, for my father's sake, Mom was selling that refuge at a bargain price.
It didn't take long for a buyer to contact me.
The woman asked, "Hi, could you hold the property for me until next week? I'd like my partner to give it to me for my birthday."
I caught sight of a photo of her and her "partner" on her phone screen, and froze.
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