“Living with Dad While My Brother Built His Own Life: But Dad’s Will Didn’t Mention the House Would Be Mine”
Growing up, my brother and I often clashed. He’s three years younger than me, and our father almost always took his side. Especially Dad. School was a bit easier: there were no parents around, and other kids understood me and often criticized Jake for his arrogance and self-importance. Not a day went by without him mocking my interests and choices