When Mary and George become grandparents, they want nothing more than to spoil their granddaughter, Ellie.
But as Ellie grows into herself, and is almost off to college—the couple have to teach her a lesson in understanding whom to trust with her heart, and their money.
The moment my daughter, Monica, was married, I realized that George and I had finally earned our time off. We were the parents of a married woman, who would eventually give us grandchildren.
And until those grandchildren came into our lives—we were going to take advantage of the healthy years we had left.
A few years later, Monica and Eddie gave birth to our only granddaughter, Ellie.
Time flew with George and I doting on her. She was our chance at redemption—for us to parent correctly.
“This little girl is everything,” George said when we came home from the hospital on the day Ellie was born.
“We’re going to give her all that we can, Mary, okay?” he said as we got into bed.
I agreed.
This was our opportunity to do everything correctly—and we had money now, so spoiling our granddaughter was something that we could do.
Fast forward to eighteen years later.
Now, Ellie is in high school, almost on her way to college. She grew up in front of us with all the attitude that Monica had as a child—and George and I relished every moment of it.
But then, Ellie’s attitude changed. Her feisty personality was no longer cute but rather something that threatened to change everything about her.
That Sunday morning began like any other, with the breeze taking over the kitchen as I did the weekly pancake and bacon breakfast.
It was a routine that George and I had established so many years ago, that it was almost second nature now.
George made us cups of tea—the way he always did—when the doorbell rang, slicing through the calm morning.
I switched off the stove and went to answer.
There she was, our granddaughter, standing at the threshold, her eyes completely avoiding mine.
“Hi, darling,” I said, stepping aside to let her in. “You’re just in time for breakfast!”
Ellie frowned slightly and nodded to George when he came to see who was at the door.
“Come on, the bacon is extra crispy,” George told her, reaching out to hug her.
But Ellie shook her head.
“Look, I’ll get straight to the point,” she said, her voice trembling slightly, betraying the cold front that she was putting up.
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