Part One: You ripped into the parking lot, music blaring from the open windows of your white polished Lexus. My brother-in-law, Josh, was already waiting inside with his companion of 16 years, aware that these were his final moments with her. You asked my brother to leave the room due to COVID after he placed his girl, Abby, on the operating table. He shared with us how much it hurt to hear her whimper from the other room when the catheter was put in. Wanting to be with her during this time of distress, Josh requested access to the room. You made him feel insignificant when you begrudgingly granted him access to his worried pet. You then made Josh carry his 85lbs companion to the waiting room where you no sooner entered and motioned with one hand toward him, fingers clapping toward yourself, aggressively stating, “the money” in a brazen request of the $620.05 payment required for the after-hours service. Josh found a nickel in his truck after you told him he was five cents short of his