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my stepsister was executor and treated me like a fucking criminal during the probate process, sold a great car to her cousin for a song, but insisted on every dime of the list price of the house when I bought it from the estate. "We have to do everything as it's spelled out to the letter!" was her bit...
Then we found that my mom had a tidy savings account that was designated for only my sister and I, NOT the steps. They changed their tune pretty quick, "Oh, it should have all been shared equally."
They were puke bastards before, and always will be. Bet I never see them again. Boo hoo.
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