It had been ages since Andrea had been home. And this trip wasn’t her idea. She had just spoken to Granny few weeks before…bright and chipper as always. Death never comes to call at opportune times. Granny’s passing meant only one thing. As the only surviving relative, this place would be hers.
She had no intention of moving back. Andrea had made a life for herself in the city. Once the deed was in her name she’d be flipping this old termite trap for a nice downpayment on a penthouse condo. She knew the one. She’d had her eye on it for a while.
This morning’s reading of the will would make it official. “Act respectful, Andrea…don’t be too excited,” she chided herself.
The attorney’s monotone voice burned her ears, as all color drained from her face, “to my dear Betty, I leave all my worldly possessions…”
kat ~ 29 September 2015
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