Perfect, I’ll make your favorite pot roast. Just the way you liked it back then,” she says excitedly.“You don’t have to bother about that,” I tell her shyly.“Nonsense, leave me to worry about it,” she says, so I drop the topic.“How is my Bryant doing?”“He is fine. He is in school. As a matter of fact, he wanted to come with me, but I told him to focus on his academics,” I tell her.“That sounds good; maybe someday, our boy will bring him to meet us,” she says, and I give her a wry smile.“I’ll see what I can do with that,” I tell her. They wait a few minutes before leaving. Instantly, I Bryant .“Hey, Mom,” he says, and all my worries dissipate. This is the brightness in my life, my joy.“How are you, my pumpkin?” I ask with a smile.“Ugh, Mom! I’ve told you not to call me that anymore. I’m a grown-ass man now,” he says, and I chuckle.“I don’t care how old you are; you remain, my baby,” I tell him. I smile when I hear his loud groan.“There is no winning against you. Anyways, how
don’t care if I still look like a mess considering I’m just leaving bed. Well, the person at the house will have to deal with it. I quickly turn the locks. I open it to find two women standing on the porch. I give them a puzzled look, wondering what they are doing here.“Good morning, ma’am!” they greet with a bright smile. I frown at them in confusion before I force a smile.“Good morning. How may I help you?” I ask, trying to sound as polite as possible.The two women exchange looks before returning their attention to me.“I’m Tammy , ma’am. This is my colleague, Roxanne . We were Mr.Wilson housekeepers,” the first woman who introduced herself as Tammy says.“Oh,” I say, unable to form another word.“Yes, we worked for Mr. Wilson for fifteen years. God bless his soul,” Tammy says as her smile drops.“Yeah, God bless his soul,” I reply. I assumed that Goerge had let go of all his staff, especially with the information my uncle gave me yesterday about his bankruptcy. Apparently, he is
“Mr. Wilson pays us $30 per hour,” Mary says, and I choke on my saliva.“$30 per what!” I exclaim with wide eyes. The women stare at each other with puzzled looks. For someone who was bankrupt, that wasn’t what I expected besides what happened to Goerge . I remember that he doesn’t treat his staff well and pays them meagerly. What changed? What is it about these women?“Okay, how many hours a week did you agree with him?” I ask. They seem nervous to answer my question.“We spend eight a day, seven days a week,” Roxanne says.“Wow!” I exclaim. I have a headache calculating the amount these women received from Goerge If it isn’t that I hate Goerge ’s gut, I will gladly work as a housekeeper if this is how much they earn.“Is there a problem, ma’am?” Tammy asks with a puzzled expression.“No, there is no problem,” I quickly answer.“I was just amazed you work so many hours daily,” I say. I try to sound as calm as possible even though my heart is about to burst out of my chest when I try
This is it,” I mutter as I step out of the taxi and face the tall building. Nervousness fills me as I contemplate what awaits inside.It has been a week in Sausalito, and Natalia auntie and my uncle have gone out of their way to make me feel as comfortable as possible. In fact, today is the first time I’m venturing out since the funeral. All that’s left is to append some signatures, and I’ll be on the next flight.My thoughts are interrupted by a loud car honk, causing me to jump in fright, but I quickly steady myself.Taking a deep breath, before I start walking towards the entrance of the building.Everything about it exudes luxury. I can only imagine that the wealthy have lawyers here, judging by the immaculate attire of everyone around. Despite my plain dress, I ignore the curious looks some of the ladies shoot my way. I head to the nearest desk, where a lady seems uninterested until I stop in front of her.“Hi,” I tell her.“Hello. How may I help you?” She asks.“I’m Natalia Ford
“I don’t have anything planned. I just want to know what all this is about and leave,” I tell him. He stares at me with wide eyes. Probably thinking I’m cold, but I don’t care. Nobody understands the hell I went through in Goerge ’s hands or how he turned my life upside down.“You’re sure about that?” He asks, and I nod in response.“Yes, I am,” I reply, wondering why he is giving me an odd look.“There is indeed a lot you need to know about Mr. Ford financial state,” he says.“Yeah, that’s why I’m here.” I don’t mean to be cold, but this man has been almost non-existent in my life for years. It’s pointless trying to feign a connection that doesn’t exist between us just because I’m his supposed heiress. If he had another choice, he would have given it all to someone else. That’s how much certain I am that he hates me.The elevator stops, and Mr. Gary steps out. I Immediately follow him until we reach a hallway.“Please, come with me,” he says, and I do as he says. Everywhere screams m
“Sure, I’ll try my best,” he says.“Okay, let’s do this,” I tell him before returning my attention to the documents.I check the documents, and some of the information starts making sense to me. I see the detail the lawyer has stated. I flip through the three pages of documents before I find the space to append my signature.“Can I have a pen?” I ask.l “Of course,” Mr. Gary says as he hands over a ball pen to me.“Thank you,” I tell him as I sign in a straight line.“Is that all?” I ask as I raise my head.“Yes, that’s all,” Mr. Gary says with a broad smile as he stretches his hand to me.“Thank you,” I tell him as I return his handshake.“I’ll have that,” he says as he takes the document from me. He checks it for a briefly and nods before saying,“I’ll hand over the rest of the documents after six months.”“Thank you,” the words keep coming out of my lips rapidly.“You’re welcome,” he says with a broad smile.“If you don’t mind, I’d like to take you to get the death certificate,” h
Mr. Gary phone starts ringing momentarily, distracting me for a moment.“Hello,” he says.“Oh, I’ll be right there,” I hear Mr. Gary say.Natalia aunt returns minutes later with a brown envelope.“Here you go,” she says as she hands the envelope to him.“Thank you. I’ll work on this,” he says.“If you don’t mind, I need to leave. My next appointment is waiting for me,” he says.“Of course, we don’t mind. Thank you for stopping by,” my aunt says.“You’re welcome, ma’am. If you have any more questions or need anything, please don’t hesitate to call me,” he says.“Sure, I will.” I give him a bright smile as he removes his wallet and brings out a black card.“Please, have this,” he says, and I collect the card. I curiously turn it before giving him a smile.“I’ll see you around,” Mr. Gary announces before leaving.“So, you will be staying,” my aunt says, and I release a sigh.“I’m not sure, Aunt. My life isn’t here anymore. What will I be doing? I wanted to finish this and go back to my l
Oh,” Natalia auntie says before she goes silent.“You’re right. He is doing pretty well with himself, just like you’re doing,” she says.“Sure, aunt,” I tell her.“That reminds me, now that you’re staying back, what do you intend to do?”“I have no idea. I need a job. I’ll have to put my job hunt in New York on hold,” I realize my slip too late.“You are job hunting?” Auntie Mary says with wide eyes. I sigh because there is no use keeping this from her anymore.“Yes, I am. I’ve been out of a job for a while. I’m trying to get by, but the bills and Goerge schooling won’t take care of themselves,” I explain.“I’m so sorry about this. Why didn’t you tell me this earlier? What happened to your previous job? You were an excellent interior decorator. One of the best I know, so why are you out of a job?” She asks with a frown. Her compliment makes me smile. She is one of the few people I know who won’t hesitate to sing praises of me even when I don’t deserve it.“We didn’t really have the ch