Don't Use Family to Guilt Me, I Won't Keep Funding My Relatives
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My mother slid a refinance packet across the breakfast table at the Driftwood Court and told me that if I loved my family, I would sign before the bank's deadline. The packet put my home, my savings, and the small accounting firm I'd built on the line to rescue a seaside motel my brother had been draining for years. When I asked why the employees' retirement contributions were missing from the books, my mother said I was turning a family problem into a business one. I had spent years paying to keep the doors open, believing every promise that the next season would be different. Now I had to decide whether protecting my family meant protecting them from the consequences of their choices, or finally refusing to pay for them.
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I was at the bank when it declined the refinance.
Pete called me first because my name appeared on the loan file. The motel's projected revenue didn't support the debt, and the missing records had made the lender unwilling to extend the old note. The bank would not pursue me, since I had never signed a guarantee.
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