A greedy brother inherits a house and mocks his younger sister, who only gets five rusty old clocks from their late grandmother. Little did they know about what was hidden in those timepieces.

“Oh, so grandma called you as well?! I thought you’d be busy in the library…like a good little bookworm!” Brian, 26, sneered at his younger sister Linda, who was just 19.

As Linda climbed out of the taxi, she felt a heavy mix of dread and hope. Her heart whispered assurances that their beloved grandma would pull through and perhaps live another hundred years.

Both siblings had rushed to see 90-year-old Marlene, their beloved grandmother, who had made an urgent request to meet them.

“Sweethearts, I wish to see you one last time. I might not get another chance again,” Marlene had painfully confided over the phone mere days before.

The scene that met Linda was both familiar and distressing. The bedroom was covered in dust, a tell-tale sign of Marlene’s inability to tend her abode—long-lost vigor surrendered to old age and illness. Linda sighed as her gaze met the mold-streaked ceiling.

Linda opened the clock, and what she found inside would go on to change her life.

“Grandma!!” Linda flung herself into Marlene’s welcoming arms. “Nothing will happen to you, grandma. Trust me, don’t worry. God won’t take you away, because you’re all we have left.”

Linda had previously lived with Marlene. She cared for her exceptionally well, putting Marlene’s needs before her own. When a significant scholarship opportunity arose, Linda nearly declined the offer. It was only due to Marlene’s persistence that Linda proceeded with her education.

A somewhat dirt-allergic Brian burst in, grinning despite his feigned cough. “Grandma, with all this dust, looks like you need a cleaner!”

His eyes glazed over the frail form of Marlene lying in bed. Patiently, he waited for the main event—the reason for their summons.

Marlene’s eyes lingered on Brian, their luster faded into an eerie stillness. Her grip on Linda was trembling yet firm, a comfort amidst the silent ongoing agony of time.

With a serene smile, Marlene slowly reached under her pillow, producing two small envelopes. “Sweethearts, these are for you,” she gently instructed. “Do use them wisely. That’s why I called you.”

As Brian and Linda tore through the envelopes, each was startled to find exactly $5,000 inside.

Overwhelmed, Linda fled the room in tears.

Brian, unsatisfied, scowled. “Is this it? I expected more,” he grumbled, exiting the room ungratefully.

But the following morning was a new surprise for Marlene.

“Good morning, grandma!” chirped Linda, drawing back the drapes and bathing the room in sunlight’s tender touch.

Marlene, startled by her sudden return, smiled warmly. “Linda, I didn’t expect to see you back so soon. Have you not gone back yet?”

Linda stepped forward, returning the envelope to Marlene—joined by her year’s savings. “I matched your gift, grandma,” she announced. “We now have $9,000—enough for your eye surgery.”

Marlene’s heart swelled with admiration and sorrow. “Dear Linda, I know your intentions are pure. But it’s too late for me. I don’t want to waste funds that can be better used elsewhere.”

Linda tenderly brushed away Marlene’s tears. She had already decided she wasn’t going anywhere until she saw that cheerful smile sparkle once again on Marlene’s face.

The month went by with Linda and Marlene sharing warmth and care. The joy of making meals together filled their days, replacing past loneliness with laughter.

Curiosity led Marlene to wander upon hearing new voices echoing from the hall. She stood amazed at Linda’s thoughtful renovation of the once aging house—it brought back the grandeur of shared memories with Marlene’s late husband.

“Grandma, I hoped to bring you joy, to showcase the beautiful home you cherish,” Linda expressed.

Marlene, awash with emotions, embraced Linda. Tears of overwhelming joy softened the steady ache of her heart.

One week later, Marlene’s lifelong wish blossomed amidst a gentle sleep—passing away peacefully after tasting happiness anew.

With her passing, Linda and Brian were promptly summoned to the lawyer’s office, delivered into the unknown recesses of their grandmother’s final will.

“Mr. White, your grandmother left this house to you. I’m here to finalize it,” the lawyer addressed Brian, offering him the legal papers.

Linda felt a pang but didn’t envy Brian. She merely worried about her hard-earned renovations now belonging to him.

“Miss Linda, this package is intended for you,” he declared, placing a small yet thoughtful box before her.

“What could this be?” A puzzled Linda wondered, uncovering the box to reveal five antiquated clocks. Brian couldn’t resist laughing and taunting.

“Imagine that! Grandma really knew her stuff, handing me the house and leaving you these dusty relics! Better luck might come to you someday, little sis,” he jeered, while Linda secluded herself back in the city.

It was there, in solitude, that intrigue got the better of Linda upon noticing a curious inscription on one of those clocks.

“OPEN IT!” the intriguing message warned in elegant script.

With newfound curiosity, Linda cautiously unlocked the clock. Her gasp filled the room, uncovering something unimaginable within: a hidden note.

Meticulously, Linda unrolled the delicate scroll and sat entranced by its revelation.

“These old watches bear tales and treasures! Each crafted from precious, rare metals—valued at about $40,000 apiece! They are heirlooms from your legacy, my dearest Linda,” announced the letter.

Overcome with gratitude and warmth, Linda clutched the timeworn pieces. Each tick resonated closely with her heartbeat, dispelling her solitude.

“He sees only what his greed allows,” Linda mused, knowing Brian lived in the shadow of misconception. “But granny knew true value—I owe nothing to his understanding.”

The treasures lay within the safe confines of Linda’s drawer, cherished yet cloaked from the world’s prying eyes.

What can we learn from this story? It reminds us to cherish what we’ve been given, even if it seems small, and to treasure family connections over material possessions.

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