“I am not selling my house,” I told her firmly.
The calls kept coming, sometimes from both of them, sometimes from her father offering advice, and I realized they were testing how far they could push me. That was when I contacted an attorney named Laura Chen, a specialist in elder law recommended by a friend from church.
“Tell me everything,” Laura said, and I did without leaving anything out.
After a pause, she said, “This sounds like early financial exploitation, and it often comes from family members who believe they are entitled.”
We spent hours preparing a legal shield around my life, including a trust, a power of attorney assigned to my trusted friend Nancy Collins, and documentation of every interaction. “If they bring documents, call me immediately,” she warned, and I promised I would.
So when Allison arrived with the notary and a stack of documents, I already knew how the situation would unfold. She placed the papers in front of me and said, “We made this easy, Mom, the buyer is ready, and you will get eight hundred fifty thousand dollars.”
