had never used that power because I loved them.
Now I called the trust attorney.
“Mr. Hale,” I said, “I’m ready to enforce the occupancy agreement.”
He paused.
“Are you sure?”
I looked at Jenna’s text again.
Know your place.
“Yes,” I said. “First thing tomorrow morning.”
At 8:12 the next morning, Mom called eleven times.
I let the phone ring while sitting in a glass conference room overlooking downtown Chicago.
At 8:20, Mr. Hale emailed confirmation that formal notices had been delivered by courier.
At 8:23,
