As the meeting progressed, I felt the weight of the situation pressing down on me. My brother and I exchanged glances, a silent acknowledgment of the path we were heading down. It was uncharted territory, one that neither of us had anticipated.
After the meeting, we stood outside the office building, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows on the pavement. “Do you think we can do this without it getting ugly?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
He looked at me for a long moment before nodding slowly. “I hope so,” he said. “For Dad’s sake.”
We parted ways, each lost in our thoughts. The days that followed were a blur of phone calls, emails, and meetings. The financial assessment was thorough, delving into every corner of our lives.
Through it all, I kept returning to the same question: what did ‘maintain’ truly mean? Was it purely financial, or was there something deeper, more intangible? The answer seemed elusive, just out of reach.
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