A son discovers his mother’s will and what he reads in it makes him tell her to pack her bags immediately and get ready to leave his house.
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Gerald Nizbit stared at the text on his screen in astonishment, then he picked up the phone. “Helen,” he said crisply to his assistant. “Get me my lawyer on the phone, then Margaret Pratt, then my mother — in that order!”
Helen had been Gerald’s personal assistant for ten years, and she knew he wasn’t a particularly patient man, so she immediately started calling his attorney. In his office, Gerald was staring at the screen and shaking his head in disbelief. Oh, he was going to pay her back for this!
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Finally, Helen managed to get hold of the lawyer and put him through. “Sam,” said Gerald crisply. “Old boy, I just wanted to advise you that you committed a faux pas! You sent me my mother’s will for approval instead of sending it to her.”
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On the other side of the line, the lawyer blustered his apologies and embarrassment, but Gerald had said what he wanted to say so he quickly dismissed him and hung up. He sat staring out of his huge floor-to-ceiling window at the snowy New York skyline until the phone rang again.
This time it was Margaret Pratt. Gerald outlined his requirements succinctly, and told her, “I want it for today, Miss Pratt.” He listened to her objecting on the other side of the line then interjected.
“If you can’t get it sorted, I’ll go to someone who can.” The response on the other side of the line made him smile grimly. “This afternoon then, at 17:00,” he said and hung up.
He picked up the internal phone. “Helen, you can get me my mother now,” he said.
Within seconds, the ever-efficient Helen was patching through Mrs. Edith Nezbit. “Mother!” Gerald said. “Have two things to tell you. First of all Sam Kelson sent me your new will by mistake…and I want you to pack your bags immediately.”
Sitting in the lounge of Gerald’s gorgeous house where she lived with him Edith was speechless. “Gerald…Are you upset about the will? Please let me explain…”
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True value is what is attributed by the heart.
“I don’t need your explanations, Mother, I need you to have your bags packed and be ready to leave by 16:00,” Gerald said, and hung up. Edith sat there with her heart pounding. She’d thought Gerald would understand!
He was the youngest of her three children, and the one who’d always stood by her, helped her through the difficulties of life, and when Edith’s arthritis threatened to cripple her this last year, even though she was only 62, had taken her home to live with him.
Edith went upstairs to her room and packed her bags. Yes, she’d left all her money to her two older children, but she honestly thought Gerald would understand. Edith stared at her suitcase with tears blurring her vision.
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She had hurt her most beloved and kindest child! She had to explain! Edith called Gerald’s housekeeper to help her with her suitcase and went downstairs to wait anxiously for Gerald.
At 16:00 there he was, punctual as ever. He walked in, gave her a brief peck on the cheek and Edith cried, “Please Gerald. let me explain!”
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“I don’t have time for explanations, Mother. Come,” he said. “Everything is arranged.” He picked up Edith’s bag and carried it out to his car and put it in his trunk. Edith got into the car without a word.
Gerald drove without saying a word. “Where are we going, Gerald?” Edith asked, but Gerald chose that exact moment to turn on the radio and didn’t answer her. Edith looked around. She’d never been to this part of the city before…
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“Listen, Gerald, about the will…” Edith said bravely.
“Oh, the will!” said Gerald, glancing over at his mother and frowning. “The will in which you leave your house and $120,000 in savings to be divided between Amy and Oliver, and I get the old cabin by the lake and grandfather’s photos from the war, and dad’s watch?”
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“Yes…” whispered Edith. “You see…” But right then Gerald stopped the car. They had arrived at what appeared to be a small private airport, and a sleek private jet was waiting.
Gerald turned to Edith, and there were tears in his eyes. “Oh, mom, I understand about the house and the money. Amy and Oliver are struggling and I have more money than I could ever spend.
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“But what you are leaving me, mom, shows me how well you understand me. You know exactly what is important to me and close to my heart. I have all the money I need but the memories you are giving me are precious!”
“But Gerald…” gasped Edith. “I thought you were kicking me out!”
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Gerald grinned. “No such luck! I’m taking you to Tahiti for two weeks. I think it would do your arthritis the world of good, and I could use some quality time with my mom!”
Edith embraced her youngest — and secretly her favorite son, with tears in her eyes. He’d understood! Edith knew that her father and her husband’s keepsakes would be cherished and passed on lovingly by Gerald.
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The two spent a lovely time in Tahiti, and Gerald got himself a tan and even met a lovely girl who was also on vacation and came from New York and it looked to Edith like maybe she wouldn’t have to wait too long for those grandchildren after all!
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What can we learn from this story?
- Don’t judge people’s intentions by your own fears. Edith was afraid her son would be angry over her will so she thought he was throwing her out.
- True value is what is attributed by the heart not what something costs. For Gerald, the photos, the watch, and the old cabin were more precious than millions of dollars.
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I Found a Note under My Fiancée’s Toilet Seat – I Thought She Was Cheating, but the Truth Turned Out to Be Much Worse
I thought I was getting ready to marry the love of my life until I found something in her house that turned my world upside down! Things got messy when I realized her ex was linked to the item I discovered at her place. Next thing you know, a prenup was mentioned. Read on to hear the full crazy story!
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I had been looking forward to THIS especially exciting day for weeks! What day, you ask? Well, traveling for my brother’s wedding had been exhausting. But I was finally back in town and EAGER to see my fiancée, Carol!
We hadn’t seen each other in a while, and I couldn’t wait to spend some quality and romantic time together. Boy, had I missed her! You’d swear we didn’t talk on the phone and video call several times a day the way I am behaving!
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Without wasting any time after my arrival back in town, I was off to see my girl. I arrived at her apartment, and she greeted me with a warm hug and a kiss. It was a normal day hanging out at her place. Everything seemed perfect!
After a bit of catching up, things changed for the worse when I excused myself to the restroom. As I lifted the toilet seat, something strange caught my eye. There, taped to the underside, was a folded note with MY name on it.
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My heart dropped and then started to race. “Why would there be a note for me here?” I whispered to myself. My mind immediately jumped to the worst-case scenario. Had Carol been seeing someone else while I was away? Was it them who left me the note?
Of course, Carol would never check there, so I wondered if that meant some guy had been here since my last visit. I carefully peeled off the tape and unfolded the note. I braced myself for a gut-wrenching confession, something like:
“Sorry buddy, she only told me this morning that she has a guy…”
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But what I read was SO much worse! The note read:
Hey, I know you guys are engaged now and everything. But you have to know that this woman took everything from me. From bro to bro, please make sure you get a prenup before signing the marriage documents. Sorry for such a weird spot for the note, I don’t have your number. Call me if you want to know more: (XXX) XXX-XXXX.
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I realized that the note was from Carol’s ex-husband, Kevin. I had known about him, of course. And since he had a key to her apartment, it seemed he went in to leave her future husband a message. My fiancée had told me they had parted ways amicably. But this note painted a very different picture.
My hands shook as I reread the message. Could it be true? Was Carol capable of such deceit? I slipped the note into my pocket, determined to find out more without alerting my fiancée. I didn’t want to confront her without having all the facts.
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The rest of the evening passed in a blur. Carol didn’t seem to notice anything was amiss, and I struggled to keep up the facade of normalcy. As soon as I got home, I dialed the number from the note. It rang a few times before a man’s voice answered.
“Hello?”
“Hi, is this Kevin?” I asked, my voice trembling.
“Yeah, who’s this?”
“My name is Michael. I’m Carol’s fiancé. I found your note.”
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There was a pause on the other end. “I was hoping you would call. Look, man, I know this is a lot to take in, but you need to know the truth about Carol.” I took a deep breath. “What happened between you two?”
Kevin sighed. “We met in college, and everything was great at first. We got married right after graduation,” he shared. “I thought she was the love of my life. But after a few years, things started to change.”
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My heart started beating fast as he continued. “She became distant and secretive. I found out she had been funneling money out of our joint account into a private one.”
“When I confronted her, she filed for divorce. She then took half of everything I owned because we hadn’t signed a prenup.” I felt a cold chill run down my spine. “Did you try to fight it?”
“Of course I did,” Kevin replied bitterly. “But she had covered her tracks too well. I couldn’t prove anything,” he said reluctantly. “In the end, I lost my house, my savings, everything. I’m still trying to recover financially.”
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“Why didn’t you warn me sooner?” I asked, feeling a mix of anger and fear.
“I didn’t know about you until recently. I moved out of state after the divorce,” Kevin explained. “But when I heard through mutual friends that she was engaged again, I had to reach out.”
“I couldn’t let the same thing happen to someone else.” I sat in stunned silence, processing everything Kevin had said. Could Carol be the manipulative person he described? It seemed so far-fetched from the woman I thought I knew.
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“Thank you for telling me,” I said finally. “I need to figure out what to do next.”
“Just be careful,” Kevin warned. “And seriously, get a prenup.” After hanging up, I felt like the ground was pulled out from under me. I didn’t want to believe Kevin, but his story had too many details to ignore. I needed to confront Carol, but I had to do it carefully.
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The next day, I suggested we go out for dinner. Carol seemed thrilled, and we went to our favorite restaurant. As we sat down, I tried to gather my thoughts. “Carol, there’s something I need to talk to you about,” I began, trying to keep my voice steady.
She looked at me with concern. “What’s wrong, my love?” I took a deep breath. “I found a note yesterday. Under the toilet seat. It was from Kevin.” Her eyes widened, and she looked away.
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“What did it say?” she asked quietly.
“He warned me about you. He said you took everything from him and that I should get a prenup.” Her face turned pale!
“Michael, it’s not what you think. Kevin is lying.”
“Is he?” I asked, feeling a surge of frustration. “Because his story was very detailed,” I challenged her. “Why would he go through the trouble of leaving a note like that if it wasn’t true?”
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She reached across the table and grabbed my hand. “Michael, please. Kevin was abusive. He controlled every aspect of my life,” she explained. “I left him because I couldn’t take it anymore. He’s trying to ruin my happiness because he can’t stand to see me move on.”
I felt torn. Her words sounded sincere, but so had Kevin’s! “Why didn’t you tell me any of this before?”
“I didn’t want to burden you with my past. I wanted to start fresh with you.”
I pulled my hand away. “I need some time to think about this.”
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The drive home was silent.
Carol tried to reach out to me a few times over the next few days, but I couldn’t respond. My mind was spinning with conflicting emotions.
That night, I couldn’t sleep. I kept replaying both conversations in my head, trying to make sense of it all. I decided to do some digging on my own. Over the next few days, I reached out to mutual friends, looked through old records, and even spoke to Kevin again.
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Piece by piece, the truth began to emerge. Kevin had, indeed, been controlling. But there were also signs that Carol had taken advantage of the situation. It was a complex and messy story, with no clear villain or hero.
When I finally confronted my fiancée with everything I had found, she broke down in tears! She admitted to taking money from Kevin but insisted it was only to escape his control. Carol begged for my forgiveness, swearing that she loved me and that things would be different with us.
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I felt like I was standing at a crossroads! Could I trust her after everything I had learned? Or was I setting myself up for the same fate as Kevin? In the end, I decided to take her ex’s advice. I asked Carol to sign a prenup.
It wasn’t a perfect solution, but it was a step towards protecting myself. Carol agreed, though I could see the hurt in her eyes. Our relationship wasn’t the same after that. Trust, once broken, is hard to rebuild. But we were both committed to trying. Only time would tell if love could conquer all.
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In a similar tale to Michael’s, a woman thought her husband was cheating on her with his female friend. But the truth was something quite unexpected, perhaps even worse. Luckily, what she discovered redefined their relationship in a good way and allowed her husband to truly be himself with her.
This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.
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