My sister sent me a $92,000 invoice for her dream renovation and told me mom said it was "my turn" to pay, but she didn’t know i was already driving to the title company to crash her signing party. It started with a vibration against the fake wood grain of my desk at 2:00 AM. I was working the night shift, exhausted, staring at monitors, when my phone lit up with seven words that read like a prison sentence: "We're renovating. You're paying half." Attached was a PDF for a luxury remodel totaling