Monday couldn’t come soon enough. The moment my husband left for work, I dialed the number of the law firm. After a few rings, a polite woman answered, “Good morning, this is Addison & Partners, how may I help you?”
“Hi, I’m calling about a property deed and vehicle title drafted by your firm,” I began, hoping my voice didn’t betray my nerves. “I’d like to understand a specific clause regarding reversionary rights.”
“Of course,” she replied, her voice professional yet distant. “Can you provide the document reference number?”
I read the numbers aloud, and there was a pause as she presumably pulled up the files. “Ah, yes. These documents were prepared by Mr. Addison himself. Would you like to speak with him directly?”
“Yes, please,” I replied, my curiosity and anxiety climbing in tandem.
After a brief hold, Mr. Addison’s voice came on the line, deep and measured. “Hello, this is Charles Addison, how may I assist you today?”
I explained my situation, and he listened patiently before responding, “The clause is standard for large gifts to prevent any potential misuse. It’s typically a formality unless certain conditions trigger its enforcement.”
“And those conditions are?” I pressed.
He hesitated, “I’d need to review the particulars of your agreement, but usually, they relate to marital status or financial decisions that could affect the property’s value.”
His words lingered ominously in my mind. I thanked him and hung up, my thoughts racing. Was this gift a gesture of goodwill or a move in a game I hadn’t realized I was playing?
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