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During The Moving Day, Mom Said 'It's Family Property'—Her Realtor Just Smiled

During The Moving Day, Mom Said 'It's Family Property'—Her Realtor Just Smiled ‪@RevengeReturn-s3n‬ The moving truck pulled up at exactly eight AM. I watched from my car parked across the street as Mom directed the movers like a general commanding troops. My sister Nicole stood beside her, gesturing toward the front door of the Victorian house—my house—with the confidence of someone who believed she had every right to be there. "Careful with that armoire!" Mom called out. "It's an antique. It's going in the master bedroom upstairs." The master bedroom. In my house. That I'd owned for three years. I stayed in my car, sipping coffee, checking my watch. The courier from my attorney's office would arrive at noon with the updated deed and a very specific set of documents. Until then, I'd let them dig their hole deeper. My phone buzzed. A text from my brother Ryan: Are you really going to let them move in? I typed back: They're not moving in. Wait and see. Three dots appeared, then disappeared. Ryan knew better than to argue with me when I had that tone, even over text. The situation had started six months ago at Sunday dinner. Mom had made her announcement with the same confidence she was now showing the movers. "I've decided to sell my condo," she'd said, passing the mashed potatoes. "The market's terrible, and I'm tired of dealing with the HOA fees. I'm moving into the family house." The family house. That's what she called the Victorian on Elm Street—the house that had belonged to my grandmother, then briefly to my parents before financial trouble hit. "What family house?" I'd asked carefully. "Don't be dense, Amber. Grandma's house. The one on Elm Street. It's been sitting empty for too long. Nicole and I have been discussing it, and we're going to move in together. Share expenses, keep it in the family." "Mom," I'd said slowly, "that house isn't empty. And it's not family property." "Of course it is! Your grandmother left it to the family. We all have a claim to it." "Grandma died eight years ago, and the house went into foreclosure six years ago. Do you remember?" Mom had waved her hand dismissively. "That was just a paperwork issue. Your father and I sorted it out." "You didn't sort anything out. The bank took the house. You lost it." #aita #reddit #redditstories #redditstory #revengestory #revenge