At Christmas, I gave my son a brand-new car and his wife a designer purse, thinking love still mattered. Then he smiled and said his wife wanted to “teach me a lesson,” so they had no gift for me.

“We were making a point. You’re always controlling everything with money.”

I looked at her new purse. “Then give it back.”

Her fingers tightened around the strap.

That was the first honest answer she had given all night.

My attorney, Louise Parker, had warned me months earlier that Daniel and Marissa were growing reckless with my help. They lived in the continue reading …