The single mother, Deborah Marks was more than happy to be able to care for her sick grandmother, Tessa. Tessa had a terminal illness. Deborah had found her grandmother whenever she needed through her life, so for Deborah, her grandmother was everything.
As Tessa was living on her final moments, Deborah wanted to be there for her. As she was a single mother to her two children, she was caring for her grandmother too. Her mother, Martha was never there for her as a mother to Deborah, and she was not there as a daughter to Tessa.
When Tessa wanted to die in her own house, Deborah took a six months of unpaid leave from her work, and cared for her grandmother, as she took her children with her. Her mother, Martha had went to a three months of world cruise, and she didn’t even cared for her mother.
When her grandmother was not in pain, they would talk for hours. “I want you to know how much I love you, granny,” Deborah would say every day. “You’ll always be in my heart.”
The medication Tessa was taking, making her fall asleep. But one morning, Tessa didn’t wake up. The last thing she saw was her sweet granddaughter, and the last thing she heard was “You’ll always be in my heart.”
Deborah was crying, as she was hugging to the lifeless body of her grandmother. But she was also relieved, as her grandmother was not in pain anymore. Her mother was returned from her cruise, but she was not there when her mother was gone. She once said to her daughter, Deborah that the smell of the sick people would make her sick too, and she was loud while saying that.
Deborah called her mother, Martha, “Mom, gran’s gone. If you want to come to say goodbye…”
“I’ll see her at the service, won’t I?” Martha responded, “Now we need to make the funeral arrangements and get the death certificate so we can get the estate into probable…”
“The estate?” Deborah was frozen, “I don’t understand…”
“Don’t be silly, Deborah,” Martha said, “The money, the house — the house should be worth quite a bit! And all those jewels she inherited from her grandmother…”
“How can you think of that at a time like this?” Deborah was crying.
“Because I’m a practical woman, Deborah!” Martha said, “Not a sentimental ninny like you and my mother!”
And Martha had made the arrangements so quickly that Deborah was shocked. Tessa’s will was easy to read. The house went to Tessa, and the old couch in her parlor was going to her granddaughter, Deborah.
Martha was smiling as they left the lawyer’s office. “Oh Deborah,” she said, “If you want that mangy couch you’d better come and get it by the end of the week. I’m putting the house on the market.”
Then Deborah called her friend, who had a truck. Then they went to her grandmother’s house, and took the couch. The couch was incredibly heavy.
Deborah put the couch in her sitting room, so she would remember her grandmother whenever she looks at it. But it needed cleaning. As she started to clean the cushions, Deborah felt something in the cushions.
Then deborah find the zipper, and opened it. Inside the cushion she found a black velvet bag. And inside the bag, there were jewelry boxes, and a letter with her name.
Deborah started to read it. “My dearest Debbie, I want you to know how much I’ve loved you, what a treasure and a blessing you’ve been in my life.”
“I wanted to pass on to you the jewels my grandmother gave me, but I know my daughter all too well. Martha would find a way to cheat you, so I’m giving them to you this way, so you can enjoy them and she will never know.”
“Remember I love you, my dearest, and remember me, and one day pass on my legacy to your own granddaughter.”
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