My grandma played them all like a chess grandmaster. She was seriously loaded, and every relative in our family had their eyes on her fortune, especially my uncle and aunt.
They practically told her they were waiting for her house.
Sadly, my grandma passed away, and it really broke me for a while.
A few days after the funeral, her lawyer gathered all the relatives in his office to read the will. Eight of us walked in and saw seven envelopes and seven small boxes on a long table.
“Take a seat,” the lawyer said with a grin. I had a feeling something was up, and then he said to me, “For you, your grandma left something different.
