They Forgot to Invite Me to Christmas—So I Bought a Mountain. When They Came to Take It, the Deputy Was Already Waiting.

the family over Christmas,” Nana said. “I told her she planted a field of snakes and now she’s crying about getting bitten. Then I told her if she, your father, or that spoiled son of hers sets foot on your mountain again, I’m reading the whole mess out loud at church—the locksmith, the forgery, your father sneaking around mailboxes at two in the morning.continue reading …