owned.â
Rosemary blinked rapidly, as her hand flew to her throat. âI thought you were talking about a house and perhaps twenty thousand dollars, like most folks leave their kin. You mean he left you more than that?â
âYes, maâam.â Mariah nodded, grinning. âThatâs why I want you to go with me and the girls in the morning. Please, Granny, please come with us tomorrow?â Mariah cajoled her grandmother. She threw her arms around Rosemaryâs neck. âPretty please with sugar on top?â
Rosemary blinked back tears. She bobbed her head. âOkay, I guess so. Letâs get an early start. I have a meeting at church tomorrow afternoon.â
Mariah kissed Rosemaryâs cheek loudly. âThank you. I think youâre going to be in for a pleasant surprise.â
A few minutes later, Rosemary stood up. âIâm going upstairs. I guess Iâll turn in for the night. Iâll see you in the morning.â
Mariah nodded. She stood and turned off the light in the kitchen and downstairs. Then she went upstairs to her bedroom. She sat on the bed, reached for the remote control on her nightstand, and turned on the small television. She lay across the bed; her head was filled with thoughts of everything that transpired that day. With a smile on her face and praises to God on her lips, Mariah fell asleep.
She awoke around eight oâclock Saturday morning. She had showered and dressed and could hear Rosemary puttering in the kitchen. Mariah rushed downstairs. âGranny, I forgot to tell you last night that Iâm treating everyone to breakfast. So donât bother making anything.â
âOkay.â Rosemary nodded. She sat in the kitchen with a cup of coffee in one hand and thumbed through the newspaper with her other one.
Mariah glanced at her watch on her wrist. âRocki is driving. She should be here shortly. I just need to do my hair; I should be ready shortly.â
Rosemary couldnât help but notice how her granddaughter was filled with nervous energy. The corners of her lips curved into a smile, and she turned her attention back to the newspaper.
Twenty minutes later the doorbell sounded. Rosemary opened the door for Sonyell and Raquel. âGood morning, girls. Would you like coffee?â She walked back to the table, took her cup to the sink, rinsed it, and put it in the drain.
âI have a cup in the car,â Sonyell replied. She walked to Rosemary and kissed her cheek.
âThanks, Granny, Iâm good,â Raquel replied as she sat at the kitchen table across from Rosemary.
Mariah ran down the stairs. âIâm ready. Iâm so excited. I can hardly wait for you to see my inheritance,â she exclaimed with a wide smile that covered her face from ear to ear.
The women left several minutes later and shared breakfast at a local restaurant. Forty minutes later they were on the expressway en route to Hammond, each eagerly looking forward to behold the blessing bestowed on Mariah by a father sheâd never known.
Chapter Three
Before long, Mariah excitedly instructed Raquel to make a left turn onto Hohman Avenue. Raquel made two more right turns, and per Mariahâs direction, pulled into the driveway of the house. Slamming sounds could be heard as the women closed the car doors.
âOh, my God,â Sonni squealed as her eyes roamed the property. âThis place is huge. We could all move into here.â
Rocki shaded her eyes from the sun. âIt is. You didnât tell us it was this big. It looks like a mansion.â
âIâll show you the backyard first and then we can go inside,â Mariah stated.
They walked to the rear of the house. Rosemary admired the flowers and the vegetable garden. âI bet you girls wouldnât know what to do with this.â
âYouâre right,â Mariah conceded, holding up her hands. âI definitely donât have a green