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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My MIL’s ‘Innocent’ Gift Turned My Life Upside Down
When Linda’s mother-in-law gifted us an orchid for our anniversary, she never expected it to bloom into a saga of suspicion, secrets, and a staged scandal that taught them all a lesson in trust and privacy.
Let me set the scene: it’s me, my husband Mark, his mom Evelyn, and his brother Alex. We’re your average family, I guess, but things have been a bit tense lately.
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We just celebrated our fifth wedding anniversary. It was supposed to be a happy day, just me and Mark at home, reminiscing and enjoying each other’s company. But then Evelyn showed up with a gift that changed everything.
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She handed us this beautifully potted orchid, saying it was a rare species and a symbol of our growing love. Now, I know that sounds sweet and all, but with Evelyn, there’s always a catch. Our relationship has been… well, let’s just say complicated.
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I’m a housewife, and I love it, but Evelyn has never really approved of me not having a career. Mark works a lot, and sometimes I feel like Evelyn thinks I’m just lounging around at home all day. She’s the type to call me out of the blue or drop by unannounced, and it always feels like she’s checking up on me, making sure I’m not just wasting my life or her son’s time. So, her giving me this orchid out of the blue? It felt off, like she was up to something more than just a kind gesture.
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The orchid was gorgeous, no doubt about it. It’s taken a place of pride in our living room, and I can’t deny it’s added a certain elegance to the space. But every time I look at it, I can’t help but wonder about Evelyn’s real intentions. It’s like this beautiful plant has become a symbol of the tension between us.
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Mark thought I was reading too much into it, but I couldn’t shake the feeling. Ever since that orchid arrived, things have felt different. It was like there was an unspoken strain in the air, and I wasn’t sure how to deal with it. Evelyn’s past behavior didn’t help either. Her “drop-ins” and calls always made me feel like I was under surveillance, and now with this gift, it was like those feelings were magnified.
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I didn’t know, maybe I was overthinking it, but something about this whole situation just didn’t sit right with me.
The orchid has become more than just a decoration in our home. It was like it was watching us, symbolizing not just our marriage but the growing unease between Evelyn and me. Mark and I have been feeling this weird tension, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.
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Well, my instincts were right. The other day, while I was dusting around the living room, I noticed something odd about the orchid. There was a tiny, almost invisible, lens hidden among the flowers. I took a closer look, and my heart dropped. It was a camera lens. Evelyn had been spying on us all this time!
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I was in shock. I confronted Mark with the discovery, and he was as appalled as I was. We couldn’t believe that his mother would go to such lengths to invade our privacy. It felt like a betrayal, not just to me, but to our family.
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After the initial shock wore off, we started to think. We were angry, yes, but we also knew we had a chance to turn this around. Instead of confronting Evelyn right away, we came up with a plan to teach her a lesson about respect and boundaries.
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We decided to stage scenes in front of the camera, knowing Evelyn was watching. Mark’s brother, Alex, was in town, and he agreed to help us out. He’s always been a good sport and understood why we needed to do this. We started with harmless stuff, like pretending to argue over silly things or staging romantic dinners with exaggerated affection, just to see how Evelyn would react.
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But we knew we needed something big, a real showstopper, to make our point clear. So, we plotted a scene that would make Evelyn think she had caught us in a scandalous situation. We were going to make it look like I was having an affair with Alex. It sounds crazy, I know, but we were desperate to show her how invasive and wrong her spying was.
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The night of the dinner, everyone was there: Mark, me, Evelyn, Alex, and a few other relatives. The atmosphere was tense, at least for us, knowing what was about to unfold. Evelyn seemed unusually smug, which made my stomach churn, but I kept my cool.
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Halfway through the dinner, Evelyn couldn’t hold back her triumph any longer. She announced that she had something to show everyone. My heart raced as she connected her laptop to the TV, playing the video she had recorded through the orchid’s hidden camera.
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The footage started with me calling Alex, making it seem like we were planning a secret rendezvous while Mark was at work. Our conversation was ambiguous, hinting at something more, and then it showed Alex arriving at our house, and both of us disappearing out of the camera’s view.
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You could have heard a pin drop as the video played. Evelyn was practically gloating, thinking she had caught us in an affair. The looks of shock and disbelief on everyone’s faces were painful, but Mark and I held onto each other, ready for the grand finale.
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After the incriminating part ended, I stood up, my heart pounding. I calmly walked to the TV, flash drive in hand, and replaced Evelyn’s laptop with mine. I hit play, and the room watched the rest of the footage. There we were, Alex and I, standing next to the TV in the video, laughing and clearly setting up the scene, with a romantic comedy playing in the background to provide the love confessions heard in Evelyn’s video.
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Silence filled the room as everyone processed what they were seeing. I turned to Evelyn and said, “We knew about the camera. This was all staged to show you how it feels to have your privacy invaded.”
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Evelyn’s face went from triumphant to mortified in seconds. The realization of her actions and their repercussions hit her hard. She tried to stammer out an apology, but the damage was done. The family was in shock, not just at our staged act, but at the lengths Evelyn had gone to spy on us.
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After the video was shown, Evelyn was visibly shaken. She looked like she had been hit by a truck of reality. Before she left the gathering, she managed to apologize. Her words were few, but I could tell they were heavy with regret. She whispered a sorry to us, especially to Mark and me, acknowledging the breach of trust her actions had caused. It was a humbling moment for everyone.
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In the days that followed, there was an unspoken tension in the air. However, something unexpected happened; the incident opened up a new channel of communication within our family. Mark and I had long discussions about our boundaries, privacy, and how we want to move forward. We agreed that while what Evelyn did was unacceptable, it was a wake-up call for all of us to respect each other’s space and privacy.
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Evelyn reached out to us a few days later. She wanted to talk. It was a difficult conversation, full of awkward pauses and emotional apologies. But it was necessary. She admitted to her fear of losing her son and her misconceptions about me. It was clear that this incident, as painful as it was, sparked a significant change in her.
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As for the family dynamics, they have surprisingly improved. This ordeal, while initially causing a rift, eventually led to a stronger bond between us. We’ve had family meetings to clear the air and set new boundaries that everyone respects. It’s like we all grew from this experience, learning the importance of trust and privacy.
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Mark and I, in particular, have become a stronger unit. This situation tested our relationship, but we came out of it more united. We realized the importance of standing together, not just as a couple but as partners in everything that life throws our way.
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Evelyn has been more mindful of her actions. She’s learning to trust us and respect our space, and I can see a genuine effort on her part to mend our relationship. It’s a slow process, but it’s happening, and that’s what matters.
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In conclusion, what started as a suspicious gift turned into a lesson in boundaries, trust, and family dynamics for all of us. It’s been a rollercoaster of emotions, but I believe we’re heading towards a better understanding of each other.
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