A Family Betrayal Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

A Family Betrayal Chapter 3

... carries some kind of container placing it on the desk. “ Um what...what is that?” I ask feel tightness in my chest “ Heath this is May’s urn. She wanted you to have it until the day that you decided to let her ashes go.” He tells me with a hint of hurt as I feel my tears start to fall “ So she...Grandma is gone.” I say feeling my tears fall staring at the urn “ Yes, I am afraid so honey, but she won’t be forgotten. Sorry Mr. Goldsteen for speaking.” Sandra says as he waves her off “ It’s totally ok Sandra as we all thought of her as a friend or part of our family.” The attorney says to her “ I just don’t understand how she could be gone. Grandma May was so full of life how does one dance just a few weeks ago to just be gone weeks later. It just makes no since to me.” I exclaim as Mr. Goldsteen has Sandra leave the office before he looks deep in my eyes “ Heath, May didn’t tell hardly anyone that she was sick. She didn’t want sympathy or people to give pity either.” “ What do you mean sick as in bad cold or what please tell me?’ I asked in a very pleading way seeing his eyes show sadness “ Heath she had stage 4 cancer that was incurable. She wanted to fight it as long as she could. She fought for 7 years to hold on for someone to come along that would love her. She saw that love come from you. Heath don’t think wrong of her or think bad of yourself. Remember the good days you shared with her. Keep being her grandson as she will always be your grandmother in your heart.” Erik ...

... tells me as I nod with tears “ Thank you now I can know the truth. Is it ok if I go now so I can mourn her in my own way?” I ask as he nods I stand up grabbing the folder and dvd in which he takes instead. He tells me to get the urn as he will follow me to my truck. I nod picking up the gold colored urn into my hands. As we walk out Sandra stops me with tears. She gives me a hug before letting me go. I thank her as continuing my way out the front door. Walking to my truck I hold the urn close to me as to keep it safe. Once to the driver door I open it only to place the urn over in the passenger seat. I turn as Mr. Goldsteen hands me my paper work. I thank him for all he has done shaking his hand. He nods telling me if I ever need anything to let him know. I tell him I will as I get in the driver seat to leave. As he walks back in I look over at the urn with tears. I buckle up then start my truck shutting the door. I look over at the urn again and with a soft voice speak. “ Let’s go home grandma so we both can be in a place thats peaceful.” I say pulling out onto the street for home After getting to what was now my home. I placed Grandma May’s urn on the mantle above the fireplace. Placing the folder on the coffee table my eyes fall on the locket I gave May. I pick it up only to open the heart. Staring at her picture I traced her face feeling tears once again. Why can’t I stop crying so much. I stepped back to the mantle placing the necklace around the urn. I wrap the chain ...