My Family Disowned Me After My Marriage. 6 Years Later, They Needed My Help, So I Took The Opportunity For Some Petty Revenge

A bold request

The final paragraph contained a request that made me scoff out loud. He wanted to meet Francis and me at a local diner this coming weekend.

The purpose of the meeting was to discuss a substantial loan to cover their mortgage arrears. After six years of complete silence, he expected us to simply hand over money.

He didn’t want a reunion; he just wanted access to our bank accounts.