Chapter 037 – The Bank Meeting
Chapter 37 - Chapter 037 – The Bank Meeting
Mr. Lawson drove me to the bank Monday morning.
I insisted I could drive.
He said a woman could be independent and still accept a ride after being abandoned at a bus station.
That sounded suspiciously like wisdom, so I let him win.
At the bank, we removed all child access from my accounts.
New passwords.
New PIN.
New mailing address for statements: Mr. Lawson’s office.
The banker, a young man named Trevor, kept saying “for security.”
I corrected him.
“For dignity.”
He looked embarrassed.
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Some young people should learn early that old people’s money is not community property for impatient heirs.
