I never told my parents who I really was. After Grandma left me $4.7 million, they dragged me to court to take it back until the judge read my file and froze. “Hold on… you’re JAG?” The room went silent.

“Do what you need to do,” I said.

They stormed out, leaving behind the smell of expensive perfume and fury.

Three days later, a process server came to my apartment.

I signed for the envelope.

Plaintiff: Robert and Linda Vance.

Defendant: Elena Vance.

Cause of Action: Undue Influence, Fraud, and Mental Incapacity.

I looked at the summons. Then I looked at the framed law degree and the presidential commission hanging on my wall.

I did not call a lawyer.

I did not panic.