Remembering 2: Final will 1

There is a saying that when problems decide to visit you, they carry even their whole extended family including their great grand children. In other words, when it decides to rain, it pours. That's when you start questioning creation. You start wondering if you were created just to suffer or what sin was so great that your ancestors committed and you have to pay for it. Or who you offended in your past life and they have come to collect. Answers never come and well, you gotta Soldier on.

That's the situation our three beloveds, Leo, Kay and their mother, found themselves in. When Leo opened the door, they were all smiles as they were finally back home. This house carried all their memories. Since they were born till now, this had been their safe haven. They were all sure that once they came back home, they would be able to find out what happened and get back on their feet. No place is like home, right?

But if all our wishes were to come true, life wouldn't carry any meaning, or would it? This is because in life, there must be sweet moments, bitter moments, in betweens, tears and laughter.

The sight that met them was something that none of them could have ever thought of. Or would you plan to go back home and bank on the fact that it's the devil that will open the door for you? No we don't. We usually hope that we will find the house the way we left it.

Talking of devils, the sight that met the three when they entered their house was their uncle, Timothy Adams, his whole family, their father's secretary, their father's personal assistant and their family lawyer sitting there at the living room like they owned the place.

"Welcome back!" Their uncle said with a grin and they immediately knew that there was something fishy going on. If not, then why would he be here?

"We have been eagerly waiting for you since the doctors told me you have left the hospital," he continued. "Now that you are here ,we can start. Or what do you say Mr. Haris?" He asked the lawyer.

"Certainly," the lawyer said but he didn't look at the family of three. In fact, he looked anywhere but at them and sounded guilty like someone who was hiding something.

All the while, Leo was looking at them flabbergasted because he didn't know what to do let alone say. His uncle didn't even greet them and didn't give them a chance to talk.

He couldn't take it anymore and so he bellowed, "what are you all doing here and how did you get the keys

to this house?"

"Take it easy boy," his uncle said with a menacing voice and an annoying grin plastered on his face. Ty wished he could wipe that stupid grin from that face. With a fist of course. "Have you forgotten who is your father now that my brother is dead?" He continued. "Just sit and let us hear what your father's last wishes were," his uncle finished and Leo had a lot more to say.

His mother squeezed his hand to pacify him when she saw that he was almost about to flare up. He looked at her and she gave him a look that said there was no need to argue as she shook her head subtly. Leo wished that his mother wasn't there. He counted these people lucky because otherwise....

"Can we at least take mom to her room? She isn't strong enough to stay on a wheelchair for long." Kay talked for the first time since they entered the house.

"There is no need for that boy. She needs to hear this and she will not die from sitting on the chair for five more minutes. She is tough. Look at her, she killed my brother and yet here she is." Timothy said with a voice that said he hated them and can't wait to get rid of them. The look he gave them said it all.

But one thing didn't pass their ears. Did he say something about their mother killing her husband?

"What do you mean...?" before Leo could defend his mother, she held his arm again and he kept quiet albeit with difficulty because he had a lot he wanted to tell this uncle of his. He felt like his whole body was on fire. He was so angry that if one looked closely enough, you could see smoke fumes coming out of his orifices. It took all he had not to lose it and clobber his uncle. No! Timothy. Leo couldn't even think of him as an uncle. He didn't deserve the title.

"Ahem!" The lawyer cleared his throat to get their attention, "shall we start now?" He asked timidly still avoiding Leo's gaze.

"Of course. Let us get it done and over with," Timothy ordered. "We've been here long enough and I'm a busy man."