My neighbor, S Lady, moved in over four years ago with her husband and three children. This was their first home and had never been so happy! The three kids had a yard to play in and each had a room of their own. Her husband had a deck area for a grill (which he purchased immediately) and room in the basement for his tools. She had a second bathroom for the daily 5 minutes of peace that mothers get. No more having to pack up and move after a lease ended. No longer having to watch that noises didn't bother the other tenants. They could hang whatever they wanted to on the walls and paint said walls any color they wanted. They could finally have pets!
Her family was able to have a home thanks to her brother. He buys properties, fixes and flips them. When S Lady told him that she was looking for new place to lease, he made her an offer. She could pay him monthly for the house until he recouped his investment, and then it would be hers. Rent to own. My neighbor was ecstatic and filled with gratitude.
My neighbor arrived home from doing errands one day to find her brother sitting on the porch. He proceeded to tell her that he had been having a tough time financially. Then, he told her that he was going to sell the house. S Lady told me later on that she thought he meant his house at first. When what he said had filtered in, she reminded him about the agreement they had. He told her that there was never such an agreement. He felt that he had done them a favor for letting them live in the house as long as he had. S Lady and her family could stay in the house until the beginning of January.
Understandably, S Lady was devastated. She had to go inside, still crying and face her children. She had to tell them that they would have to move again. They asked their mother, "why?" and she only told them that times were hard and it had to happen. Her children asked what was going to happen to their cats and the dog. They wanted to know if they were going to be able to find a bigger house. My neighbor told them that they would try their best.
Now, S Lady is searching for a new home. I asked her why she didn't fight her brother legally and she told me that it was her own fault. That they only had an oral agreement and there wasn't any proof of the terms. In the beginning, she figured that he would give her papers to sign, but he never did. After a while, she assumed that since they were family, a contract wasn't needed. She had heard, "family and money do not mix", but figured that was other people's families. It was a harsh lesson for her. She still can't bring herself to talk with her brother. She told me that looking at him made her sick. She's made plans to avoid family gatherings that he'll be attending. He didn't just break his promise, he broke her trust in him.
I wanted to share this story today because there was a fellow Steemian last night who had something similar happen to her. She had paid for a place to live and the owner sold it to someone else while keeping her money. She will be pursuing legal action. Unfortunately, that still leaves her in a bind at the moment. But, she has some ideas and I hope they pan out for her.
Whenever there is an agreement that involves property, money, services, etc., get the details in writing. Even if you completely trust the other party, make a contract. Think of it as you looking out for them as well as yourself. It doesn't have to be something long and filled with legal jargon. The Small Business Administration has an article Contract Law - How to Create A Legally Binding Contract that will set you in the right direction.
Thank you for reading! Have you ever had an experience with family or friends breaking agreements? Were you able to resolve the issue? If so, leave a comment below, please.
