He called to brag. That was the wildest part. “Closed last week,” Tyler said, voice bouncing, “got a great price. And listen—because I’m generous, I’m sending you ten grand. A little boost for your European adventure.” “Ten… thousand.” My mouth formed the numbers around air. “Pretty good, right? I handled everything—probate, realtor, the whole mess. Family takes care of family.” I stared at the ceiling of my Berlin bedroom, the pale square of streetlight on plaster. “Tyler, did Grandma leave a w