My cousin died the other day in Ottawa. The daughter of my late father's brother, she and I used to be close, but $1,200 changed all that.
On her deathbed, my mother recklessly decided to leave a few cousins money. So, she revised her will and effed everything up. Did I mention Mum was on BIG DRUGS at the end? Anyway, $1,200 made a complete mess of my relationship with Heather. (It's a long story, but essentially Heather went for broke and lost.) The only reason I knew she had died was because apparently I remained a part-owner of the plot into which her son wanted to plant her, so he had to email me to get my permission. Naturally, I relinquished any claim so he could put his mother, cousin Heather, into what was supposed to have been my corner.
All OK, B and I are slated to be stuffed into another piece of dirt in Ottawa's Beechwood cemetery. But see what a few bucks can mess up?
Sad.
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