Dallas: April 4: Probate court
A sunny, day in a dreary Dallas probate court room. The Honorable Judge Hamish Barr presiding, 60-year-old, right wing republican, socially familiar with the Lancer family. The Lancers new lawyer tried for a delay, but failed. A ten-year delay for a simple probate was unheard of. He was just assigned the case in February. He looked out over the court room. The young fourteen-year-old girl fighting against her 57-year old niece. The once proud Lancer name is in the mud.
The prelims are over, the argument done. It's now 5pm? How much time to render a verdict? Shit, "Alright people I am ready to render a decision. I find the Will written and notarized one year before Lucas Lancer V death to be his Last Will and Testament. Therefore, the Lancer family cannot and should not have been able to cherry pick the three Wills to their benefit. The main point is Samantha Morgan should have received 50% of Lucas stock block and David Griffin Lancer received the other 50%. Neither was done by the direct interference of Samantha Lancer, Her late husband and son, and Lucas Lancer VIII."
Taking a pause, the judge continues "The court strips Samantha Lancer of the stocks, and the family properties. Samantha Morgan is award San Antonio commercial, Houston, a Spratt island. The Pan Handle ranch, New Mexico, San Antonio hacienda, and Mexican property are awarded to David Lancer; also, the usages clause for the San Antonio hacienda is voided for all family Members not designated by David Griffin Lancer. Lastly the Art collection in various museums is to be divided between David Lancer, and Miss Morgan with John Tremble as final judge. "
"In all my years on the bench, I have never had a more distasteful case. The lengthy, immoral, illegal, and downright despicable action to deny these two youngsters of their birth right makes me wish I could order you Ladies' outside for a public tar and feathers. Court adjourned." The judge speaks with sorrow and disgust.
The Back-forty café's is small and near the court, Griffin ushered us in for a talk. He's bought out the café, he has an interest in the café, The Greys, Sam and I sit. "My lawyers will get you a list of the art work, you can have first pick."
"Do you have any favorites, or Max and Davida?" Sam asks
"Yes, but you should have first crack." Griff asks
"No, Griffin you and kids chose your favorites, and then we will go over the rest." Sam being Sam, I love her.
"Ok, Sam if that's what you want." Griff says giving in. "I what to buy the Spratt island property from you."
"why" I asks
"It's my and the kids favorite place. I will pay market." Griff says
"No, Yoooo" Sam starts to say
"Please Sam, sell it to me"
"Griffin, no, I will not sell it to you! I will gift it to the kids." Sam says
"Really, just like that?" he stunned
"Yes, my loving Teddy and his family have taught me that Family don't charge family. I hope you'll invite us to visit the Island and San Antonio. I look forward to visiting you and Fred."
"I have my Lawyers send you a new usage contract for the properties I own. Your family and you can use them as you like. Save on hotels." Sam looks to Dad; he nods "only if I can send you the same for my properties"
"Now if were done Fred and the kids are waiting to eat dinner. Max mentioned chocolate sin cake." Chocolate overload, I drool as Sam drools with me. Sucking the though from my head.
The following week was laughs and fun and amusement parks, and quiet jam sessions as Linda and Theresa and Harrison flew in. The Club was remodeling for two weeks, the Band (Widows, Witches, Goths, Ladies, Punks) was scheduled to play at a rock concert Saturday in Atlanta. The new Griffin family was a hit with the band, and Davida nearly stole the show with her Princess steam punk persona and voice. Max and Pax both in persona where chased, having the most funny misbehaving, about the stage by Teddy, Griffin and Harrison to the delight of the crowd. Griffin persona was as a dark Spanish heavy metal prince with a heavy metal iron mask chained to harem girl. The show rocked, the couples rocked, Sam and I lost the lottery for corners; so we had to settle for a makeup chair.