“To my eldest grand-daughter, I leave my hunting cabin and to my youngest, I bequeath a letter and fond memories” The lawyer concluded the reading of his late client’s will.
“Atleast the senile man gave me property, even if it’s that blasted cabin,” Riya sneered. “Your darling grandpa left you nothing!”
… Like petals, material wealth’s shine and fragrance may impress viewers, but one day it’ll shrivel and slip through fingers.
…very few bequeath a legacy of love, hope and kindness; yet it’s always remembered.
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