My mother immediately pointed at me and said, “She knows we helped buy this place.” I opened the folder and handed the coordinator a copy of the recorded deed showing one owner: me. I also had the closing statement, mortgage documents, and the transfer record for my parents’ $2,000 gift from years earlier. There was nothing giving them ownership, tenancy, or permission to move in. The coordinator calmly told everyone that no furniture would be unloaded onto the property without my consent.
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