receipt, invoice and transfer record in front of Dad.
“I want you to see where everything went.”
Dad tried to slide the stack back.
“I trust the accounting.”
Derek left the pages where they were.
“That isn’t the point.”
Dad looked up; Derek swallowed before explaining.
“The point is I need to become someone who doesn’t require blind trust.”
After a long look at his eldest son, Dad drew up a chair.
“All right.”
Father and son reviewed every page while I watched from the doorway. Three weeks after my arrival, we held the trust’s first family meeting at the kitchen table. Inez brought updated papers and Dad displayed Granddad’s letter. ChooseFurniture
“The land is worth something,” Inez explained. “Not enough to make anyone rich. Enough to create options.”
The options were selling, leasing, partial development, preservation or using the land ourselves. Dad turned to Derek.
“Do you want the
