Well, my dad’s lawyer is taking big wet bites out of my sister’s *** for trying to rent out his property.
She’s such a worm. In the days after my Mother passed and he was staying with her family because he didn’t want to face the empty house, I caught her putting Vicodin in his coffee “to make him easier to handle”. I went ballistic.
I have full documentation of it in her texts at the time and so does my dad’s lawyer. There is a special place in hell for her sorry ***.