When I moved to New York, we became close with my aunt Kitty who was the black sheep in the family. She was legit the greatest, and we spent holidays together and she would come to things I worked on, and I knew all her friends and she knew mine. I basically spent a decade with her being like another grandmother to me. She died a few months ago, and she left everything to me. Now, I knew she had money — that was hard to miss — but I didn’t know how much money she had. I ended up with a decent-sized amount of cash and investments, a brownstone in the city, and a place on the beach in the Carolinas. Her family came out of the woodwork when she died, sniffing around for money and demanding that I give them the beach house, or cash, or whatever. Her will states explicitly that they’re not to receive anything from her estate, and that it was all to go to me, but they’re threatening to sue since “they’re sure she wanted to give them something” even though she hadn’t talked to any of them in over half a century, and in some cases, had never met them. Besides, none of them showed up to her funeral. © blink2356 / Reddit
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