Okay, now I'm pissed.  

And I need your help, because I could really screw things up here.

My Maternal Grandmother lived for a long, long time.  Longer than most of us would care to live.

On her deathbed, she gave up the ghost, that her youngest daughter of four was not her husband's child.

 Bombshell.  Not only was this illegitimate child her clear favorite, but the grandchildren as well.  They all got the best of the best when it came to antiques etc.

My Mother swore me to keep the secret because she and her three other sisters decided it would be cruel to tell their half-sister because my Grandmother never told them who the real father was.  

So the reasoning was...if there is no one to send their sister to, no other family to call her own, no father to find...no point in giving up the truth.

 I have eleven cousins from my Maternal Grandparents Union.  Three of them are half-cousins and one of them is my only female cousin.

She came to visit me lately, after thirty years, for what I thought would be a pleasant visit.  Her brother, whom I went to college with was with her as well, and I adore him.

She was a bit catty, and then she started attacking my sister.   Well, to be honest, my sister is nothing to defend, but, I have only spoken with her three of four times in the past thirty years.  My sister has problems.

She attacked my sister verbally in a public restaurant, lashing out for twenty minutes, while I sat there stunned.

My half-or-quarter-cousin, who worships my Grandfather and has one of his oil portraits hanging on her wall, and many of his other photos, has crossed the line with me.

 I have kept this secret for my Mother, but I am just a hair's breadth from calling her, setting her straight and asking for my Grandfather's Portrait.

She was snooty to me, didn't call me before she left, didn't thank me for the siblings photo that I took of them and posted on her facebook page.

I know I am feeling childish and hurt.  

However, this girl has been a classic bitch to me since we were young.

I just want to take her down a notch or two and give her a reality check.

Or does it really matter.

I don't know.

What would Grandaddy do?  He never told his daughter she wasn't his, and he knew.  Guess it's not my place either. Right?