Kids Left Sick Mother To Die In An Old House And Were Shocked To Get This Inheritance…
A Cold Farewell
Viola, along with her husband and daughter, surrounded the old woman with the care and love she had been deprived of all these years. And if Walt and Spencer had rarely visited their mother before, now they stopped coming at all, leaving all the trouble of caring for the old woman to Viola and her family.
Moving into the Ross home had of course prolonged Mrs. Barnes’s life, but as we all know, time spares no one. Amanda Barnes was no exception to this rule, who, despite Mrs. Ross’s best efforts, died on a warm May morning three days short of her 80th birthday.
Viola hurried to break the news to the old woman’s sons, but they took the news of their mother’s death with the cold calm as if they had buried her in their hearts long ago.
“What? So you’re not coming, Walt? This is your mother. Can one even do that, not come?”
exclaimed Viola, who couldn’t bear the idea of treating her parents that way.
“No, we’re not coming. Our presence won’t be worth much anyway. What with the funeral possessions and all, you can manage without us,”
answered Walt and hung up.
Tears welled up in Viola’s eyes. This was the first time she had experienced such a thing, and it was hard for her to pull herself together and get on with the funeral.
The Unexpected Heiress
After seeing Mrs. Barnes off on her last journey, Viola put a lock on the old woman’s house and mentally prepared herself for a possible visit from her sons. The woman had heard about their pathological greed and knew that sooner or later the brothers would show up and split the inheritance.
So when a year later there was a knock on the door of Viola’s house, she already guessed who she would see on the doorstep. But to her great surprise, there was an imposing middle-aged man standing on the porch with the leather folder in his hands.
“Good morning. May I see Rebecca Ross? I am an agent of the notary’s office and I need to give her Amanda Barnes’s last will,”
said the stranger.
“Well, come in please,”
Viola whispered, stunned.
The notary agent entered the hall where Rebecca, all excited, was already waiting for him. She had just recently celebrated her 18th birthday and she was a little embarrassed from the attention she was getting.
The notary agent, with a little cough, corrected his tie and announced in a mundane voice that Amanda Barnes wrote a will in favor of Rebecca Ross. A will that cedes Mrs. Barnes’s house and any bank accounts over to her.
Needless to say, the words of the notary agent made a lasting impression on Viola and her family. After all, the woman caring for the sick old lady out of the goodness of her heart never expected that this woman would make her daughter the heiress of her property.
Tears welled up in Rebecca’s and her mother’s eyes. At this time, the notary agent, after leaving the necessary papers and details, quietly left. Rebecca of course never imagined that wealth would descend upon her.
A Final Lesson
After all, the late Mrs. Barnes had a large sum of money in her bank account which the thrifty old lady had been saving up for decades. Amanda Barnes had not forgotten about her sons, leaving a letter for them which only they could honor.
And the day after the notary agent left, two cars belonging to Mrs. Barnes’s sons pulled up in front of Viola’s house. Walt and Spencer’s indignation knew no bounds when the sneaky brothers discovered that their mother had bequeathed all her possessions to Viola’s daughter.
“You forced my mother to write a will in your favor! You’re a thief and a crook! This will not fly!”
shouted Walt, waving his hands.
But when he, together with Spencer, read the letter left by his mother, his facial expression changed and he calmed his temper. The letter read:
“My dear sons, Spencer and Walt. If you’re reading this letter now, I am no longer alive. I understand your indignation about the will, but I made it while I was sane and in good health.”
“It was difficult for you to give me a few hours of your time, so I decided not to burden you with an inheritance. Don’t hold it against Viola. I think my old house and my bank account have a greater use in her hands. Goodbye, and raise your children right so that you never have to go through what I have gone through.”
Without saying a word, the brothers went outside and got into their cars. Since then, Viola hasn’t seen them for years. Only once, on the 10th anniversary of Mrs. Barnes’s death, did she find them weeping at her grave.
It was obvious that the sons realized their mistake and sincerely regretted their actions. And also, they believed that their mother was watching over them from above and, as before, wished them only good and prosperity.
