The following day, I found myself in the lawyer’s office, a small, cluttered space that smelled faintly of old leather and dust. I was there to review the power of attorney documents. The receptionist, a middle-aged woman with kind eyes, led me to a conference room where I met with Mr. Jenkins, an attorney specializing in elder law.
“Thank you for seeing me on such short notice,” I said as we shook hands.
“Of course,” he replied, gesturing for me to sit. “How can I help you today?”
I explained my concerns, showing him the bank statement and the name of the relative now involved in my parent’s financial affairs. He listened attentively, nodding as he took notes.
“It’s not uncommon for family members to be added as co-agents,” he said, his tone neutral. “But it’s crucial to ensure that all parties are acting in the best interest of your parent.”
“That’s what worries me,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. “I wasn’t informed about any of this, and I barely know this relative.”
He nodded, flipping through a thick binder of legal documents. “Let’s see what the paperwork says,” he suggested, pulling out a copy of the power of attorney agreement.
As he read through the document, I studied his expression, searching for any sign of concern or reassurance. But his face remained impassive, professional, only occasionally nodding or scribbling a note.
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