…pay the second year’s tuition too. Another $65,000.”
The fake enrollment letter was meant for my financial advisor. Once he saw it, they hoped, he’d process a second withdrawal from my retirement account without asking me. The school had refused to write it.
I called my advisor, Mr. Flynn. He hadn’t received anything yet. He put a hold on all withdrawals that would require my personal approval, in person, from then on.
Then I went to the police with the screenshot and the school’s statement. Because my son, Brian, had taken the money under false pretenses, the detective said it was fraud, family or not.
The Porsche was in Brian’s wife’s name, bought with my money. The court ordered it sold. I got back $51,000.
Brian apologized. His wife, Jessica, didn’t. She said I’d “humiliated” her. I told her she’d done that all by herself, with a red bow on the hood.
I opened college savings accounts for both grandchildren the following week. I’m the only one who can withdraw from them. I taught for thirty-eight years. I know exactly what an education is worth. It’s worth more than a sports car.
