'What are you reading" Stacy asked her daughter who holds a story book.
"It's a story book I stumbled on in daddy's study" she answered
"Do you mind sharing the story with me, I see you are on the last page" Stacy implored.
"Ok mom, why not grab that throw pillow for support and sit right next to me".
There lived a man who had everything money could buy but when it was time for him to die, he instructed that all his property should go to a particular place only one person knows. The person that knows is definitely not known by anyone therefore it was a quest to first find out who the person was and then figure where the place was. These were his words and then he died.
Immediately there was commotion amidst the family who had waited to have a strong grip on his wealth . His wife who had never for once cherished the husband was filled with joy of the thought that the wealth is automatically going to come to her. What is it they say "whoever has the offspring for the deceased will inherit the wealth left behind". The commotion was nothing compared to what was going on in the mind of his first child who believed everything will be his. What a life filled with so much pity.
The wife hired a private investigator to find out the person her husband talked about. Every other person in the house did their home work in making sure this faceless person is brought to face the music they all dancing to.
It's two years down the line and the person has not been found. In the cause of two years, everyone in the house had to double their hustle to survive as no one was tagged with the property yet. No one could live an extravagant life as there was not extravaganza about their situation.
Everyone was brought to the point of humiliation that later birth humility. The wife had to joggle three jobs so as to keep floating and for the son he picked his skills in drawing where he left it.
She called her son and asked what made his paint such a thing ...
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