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My treat,\u201d I cut in. \u201cSteak for you, chicken for Penny.\u201d<\/p>\n
At the hotel, Penny sprawled across the bed like royalty. Granddad looked small, uncertain. I knelt by his chair.<\/p>\n
\u201cI promise,\u201d I said. \u201cTomorrow, I\u2019ll fix this.\u201d<\/p>\n
And I did.<\/p>\n
I spent the night digging through county records. Property deeds, tax files\u2014it was all there. The house was still in Granddad\u2019s name. Dad and Linda had zero legal claim.<\/p>\n
The next day, I called my friend Jessica, who works in media.<\/p>\n
\u201cI need you to record something,\u201d I told her.<\/p>\n
\u201cExposing someone awful?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe worst kind. Someone who kicks out an elderly man.\u201d<\/p>\n
An hour later, Jessica\u2019s hidden camera was rolling as we walked into the house. Linda sat in the kitchen, sipping wine from Grandma\u2019s crystal.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, Linda,\u201d I said casually. \u201cWhy was Granddad sitting outside with his bags?\u201d<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t even flinch. \u201cBecause he chose that mangy dog over his family. I told him\u2014either the mutt goes, or he goes with it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut this is his house.\u201d<\/p>\n
She laughed. \u201cNot for long. He\u2019s 86. When he finally kicks the bucket, this place\u2019ll be worth a fortune. I won\u2019t let some crippled dog drag down the property value.\u201d<\/p>\n
Every word was caught on camera.<\/p>\n