with vehicles throughout her young life while she blushed and giggled.
“ Curtis, you are the spitting image of your father so much that sometimes when I see you I’d think I was seeing a ghost. I remember when you’d follow him around the farm always trying to do everything he did, wanting to be just like him. Do you remember when you’d climb those big tractor tires and he’d sit you on his lap and let you drive? He would get such a kick out of hearing you squeal and laugh excitedly. That old thing is worn down but last time I checked it still ran. I want you to have it, fix it up so you can take your kids for rides and give them the joy your Daddy gave you.” Curtis choked off a cry and nodded wiping his cheeks and standing up and walking to the coffee pot refilling his cup, needing a moment to just breathe.
“ Christopher, my handy man, I don’t think there is a thing in this world you can’t fix or make better. I know for a long time you have been working hard to save up money to start your own remodeling business. I want you to have my savings and make that dream come true. Just remember that sometimes, for some people that need a break, you’ll remember how hard we struggled in life when times were hard and you do your best to help them out ok love? I know you will make us all proud.” Christopher’s face registered shock and complete joy when he realized he would be able to do what he’d been working so hard for. His brothers clapped him on his back and the girls were all crying happy tears.
Miki knew she was next as everyone else’s had been read. Her heart thumped in her chest and was biting her lip hard when he started reading again. “Now for my sweet Miki girl; It’s with you that I have so much regret baby girl. I have no idea how you turned out as wonderful and strong as you are with how poorly I treated you. I’m so sorry Miki, for everything. There’s more in your letter but I just ask that you take to heart what I’m giving you and think long and hard before you decide if you’ll keep or discard it. Your family loves you Miki. I love you. We want you home again when you finish school. You can live anywhere and write so I’ve left you the house and land in hopes you come home and be close to your family again. I know I’m the one that drove you away; I have so many regrets baby girl but please darlin’, do your Momma one favor and consider it. I know it’s not a fancy house but Christopher can help you fix it up to your liking and you’ll have one thing that brought you so much joy, your old oak tree.”
There wasn’t a dry eye in the room. Even Mr. Price had tearstained cheeks. Miki had a shocked look on her face and she hadn’t even been able to say a word for crying so hard. Her Mother loved her. She said she was sorry and regretted the way she had treated her. Why didn’t she tell her sooner so she could home and hug her close one more time? It was cruel for God to not let her find out until now. But she was thankful, so very thankful to know she was no longer hated, she had been loved. Her. Loved. Mr. Price cleared his throat and began again.
“ There is one thing you should all know. If Miki decides not to accept the house and land, it’s going up for auction and the proceeds are to be given to the battered women’s shelter I’ve been volunteering at. As far as the other belongings in the house I trust you kids to divide and share it, if you don’t want something please give it to the Good Will so someone can get some use out of it. One last thing, love one another. Stay close and please raise your families together, all of you. Most of all please remember, I love you and am proud of each of you. Love, Momma.”
Looking like reading Momma’s will had completely drained him; Mr. Price took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose before placing them back on and holding his hand up to quiet the sudden outburst of everyone talking at
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