Am I the a hole for taking two lawn ornaments from my late father's lawn that he made, without asking his wife after the memorial. My late father's wife of 11 months Gale has always hated me and tried to cut me out of my dad Richard's life. My dad started dating this woman 6 months after my mother Karla passed from cancer. My mom and dad had been together since they were 16 years old, married for 38 years until she left this plane of existence. So no I wasn't thrilled that my dad started dating again but I was nice enough, got her gifts for Christmas every year (they dated for 5 or more years before they tied the Knott so although they were only married 11 months before my dad passed I had to put up with this monster for multiple years) called her to wish her a happy birthday once before I gave up, told her I loved her just to make her feel welcome even though I absolutely lothe this woman. She would do anything to try and convince my dad to cut us out of his life. I came over once before she forbade me to step foot in the home I grew up in because I cooked dinner for everyone and then stayed up until midnight cleaning the kitchen. Don't understand that, but OK. She then told my dad's sister that i made a mess of the house and didn't clean, and let the dogs on the couch after i was told no dogs on the furniture (no one ever said that to me and their dog gets on the furniture so it isn't like i knew this new rule that only my dogs had to follow without being told). I said fine,I won't go to the house. My best friend of 33 years owns a camp sight and rv park 5 houses down so I would stay there, in a tent. Just to be able to see my dad. And she would tell him that he couldn't be at the house if he was going to see me. So he would also get a spot at the rv park and stay there so we could spend time together. Then one night when he was sleeping she blocked my phone number from his phone along with my brother's... but no one else's. My brother and I would call and text and we could not get a hold of him, however we could still leave messages. So like we always did we would leave a message every time so he knew something was wrong she thought we wouldn't leave messages so she could convince him we didn't care about him and forgot about him. But obviously that didn't work. Dad called me back and was like I don't know how it happened but somehow your brother and your numbers where blocked on my phone but I fixed it but I have no idea how that happened it was so weird because it was just these two numbers, no other numbers were blocked. So I told him I know how that happened. D: really? How? M: dad you live with someone who hates us, Gale obviously did this.. G: gasp I would never. (That's right I was on speaker phone because she didn't let him talk to anyone on the phone without being on speaker phone) M: Bullshit Gale you constantly try to keep us apart. G: I don't know why you hate me. M: oh duck off hangs up I had given up at trying to be nice at this point I was dumbfounded that someone would be so malicious,I was angry. Oh yes I left out a giant detail. Dad had been diagnosed with stage 4 cancer. So I think she was just after the money my mother and him worked their bootys off for. Cut to now dad passed away, I organized his memorial and played nice to the evil step beast, was there for her, let her cry on my shoulder, knowing all the terrible things she said about me to him, knowing how fake and backstabbing she was, for my dad. We went to my dad's house for a memorial bbq and still... played nice got all the family photos off the walls and whatnot. And as I was leaving I saw my dad's hand made lawn ornaments discarded in a pile. I was always very fond of these and loved them very dearly. They usually stood proud in my mother's lush green garden that had since turned to dirt threw the years of her absence. Yet even in the absence of my mother's garden they still typically stood in the dirt wasteland that it now was. So I took a few, not all of them. But a few. And no I didn't ask. My dad didn't leave us anything when he passed. He left everything to this person. We were allowed to come in to the house and take things that were my mom's or gifts I had given to my dad and family photos off myself and my brother that were on the wall. We asked if we could have a few things that were sentimental like a wind chime my dad's friend made him for his birthday, and some records from his collection. The whole time my brother was picking the records he wanted she was taking about if you can probably get money for those, if you find a Michael Jackson record you have to split the money with me.... we don't want to sell them we just want to have them for the memories they hold for us. But this crazy person only thinks about money. We told her we will not be selling anything. And left. I took the lawn ornaments on my way out...I don't care about how she feels about this, she gets the house my mother worked her ass of for and will be selling it along with all my dad's harley motorcycles and his hot rod along with his regular day to day truck. So... am I the a hole?