Your Dad died and in his will he left you a yacht as well as a staff and food supply for you to live on it for the rest of your life. He left your brothers the family business and all other assets. For you, just the yacht. It can’t be sold until you die or you disembark and step back onto American shores. He wants you to live in the ocean.
“Away from my step-mother,” you tell the lawyer.
The lawyer doesn’t say anything. It’s just you and him. Your brothers and step-mother heard the will separately.
“So I have to either live on the Ocean for the rest of my life, or I stay on land and get a job.”
The lawyer nods. Your Dad played this perfectly. He knew you and your step-mother had fallen in love, he knew you were sleeping together behind his back, and he took precautions to make sure you couldn’t marry her once he was gone by ensuring you could never provide her with the life to which she’s accustomed. A life where a yacht is an added luxury, not the limit of her assets. She’ll never live on that yacht with you, and she’ll never live with you if all you’re doing is earning ends meet at a day job.
“You win Dad,” you whisper out loud.
The lawyer slides another pile of papers your way.
“These are the insurance documents,” he says. “Should the boat sink, you’ll need these to collect the insurance payment, which would be approximately ten million dollars.”
Insurance payment?
You scan the documents, and your solution is plain as day. You ask the lawyer, “Why you doing this?”
“I’ve been your family lawyer for a long time,” he says. “I saw your father and step-mother together. I think you two make a better couple.”
Shake the lawyer’s hand, then race down to the dock, get on board your yacht and start crashing it into some rocks until it sinks and you can buy your dead Dad’s third wife a brand new house to share with you.
Happy Sink Your Dead Dad’s Boat Day!
