At My Father’s Funeral My Sister Told Me to Stay Away From the Cabin I Inherited, So I Drove There Anyway

onto the porch.

“Can I help you?”

The nearer one smiled with the practiced ease of a man accustomed to smoothing over intrusions. He was from Summit Realty Partners, he said. Just checking property lines. Preliminary inspection. Her sister had indicated it was a family holding.

“Get off my land,” I said. “Now. Before I call the sheriff.”

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