My brother and I have been friends since childhood. He protected me, and I helped him do math. We often played together on the playground, I did not have many friends. My brother replaced them for me.
Now we are grown up, each has his own family. My children adore their uncle, I also try to take care of his daughter. But his wife is a nightmare. She thinks she’s a queen. She does not work anywhere, practically does not cook and does not clean. I talked to my brother that he should leave her, but he only said that he loved her. And I can still see how she manipulates him.
When my grandmother passed away, we found out that she left her large two-room apartment to me. Everyone knew that she did not like my brother. Probably because he was from another woman. My grandmother hated my father’s second wife. There was a time when my grandmother told my father to come to her house without his wife.
My housing and money are fine. I do not need them. So I decided to re-sign the apartment to my brother. I called him to talk and discuss everything. He came with his wife. She walked around my grandmother’s apartment like a hostess. She even started talking about what she would change in it. I did not like this behavior. I called my brother to step aside and talk. I told him about my idea, he was happy. After all, they live in a one-room apartment and there is almost no space. Although I did not promise him anything about the apartment, I decided to go to the notary the next day and prepare all the documents.
When I left the apartment, I heard a conversation between my brother and his wife. They were standing on the floor below.
– Persuade your sister to give us the apartment. We will sell it and ours, and then buy one big one. We’ll be able to move my mother, sister and nephew to us. They are our family, we need to help them, otherwise there is nothing in the village.
– But I do not want to live with them. We can live in my grandmother’s house, if my sister allows, and let your mother with your sister and child live in ours.
– I want to live with my mother, period. It’ll be like I said.
At that moment, I slammed the door to stop their conversation. I felt sorry for my brother, so I decided to do the following. I did not rewrite the apartment, but allowed them to live in it for free.
