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The Apple Tree - 7. Chapter 7

“Showering together, getting dressed, between lots of kisses, we walked to my grandparents. It was fun to walk hand in hand, you could smell the trees. The air was cool and fresh, you could distinguish the smell of the woods, pine needles on the ground sent out an aroma distinctive of the surrounding woods. We walked slow, just enjoying the quiet time together. Every once in a while, one of us would squeeze the other's hand, or take a glimpse of their face. If there ever was a picture of love, this was it. We both knew that we’d be together for a lifetime.

Grandmother welcomed us as we entered the kitchen. She just smiled as she kissed us on our cheeks. I think she was a little surprised when Tony kissed her back. Grandfather slapped Tony on the back, as to say welcome to the family. “Tony I need some information from you. Come with me to the den.” I knew the information was for our trip tomorrow. When Tony returned from the den he had a puzzled look on his face.

“Grandfather and I are going to try and get your belongings back. He has a friend there who he thinks can help. While grandmother is shopping, we’re going to visit your uncle. Grandfather’s friend has a copy of your grandparents' will. It seemed with what he shared with me, grandfather thinks that the reason you were locked out is because of the provisions of the will. So while you are at work, we’ll be shopping. I have to get more sheets and blankets for our new bed.”

Tony had tears in his eyes, he whispered in my ear, “I love you.” I just kissed him on the cheek.

We dropped Tony off at the store, I gave him a quick kiss as he got out of the front passenger seat, grandfather took his place. The drive to Edgemont took us about 35 minutes. We dropped grandmother off at a department store. I gave her my list and the credit card that dad told me to use. “If you see anything else we might need, go ahead and get it.”

Kissing grandmother on the cheek, grandfather and I drove to his friend’s office. As it turned out his friend was a lawyer. He told us that Tony’s grandparents will stipulated that their house was to be sold and half of the proceeds were to go to Tony. Also, there was a trust fund to pay for his college or when he reached the age of 21. “Grandfather, why wasn’t Tony told this?”

“Evidently from the court records, his uncle told the court he’d inform Tony since he was in college. The court agreed.”

“So what do we do now?”

“Simple, we get a court order to enforce the provisions of the will.”

“How long will that take”

“It’ll take, looking at his watch, 15 minutes. I have already spoken to the judge and now all we have to do is walk over to the courthouse.”

 

Entering the judge’s chambers, he recognized the lawyer. He took one look at the papers and the copy of the will, signed the enforcement papers, and designated an officer of the court to accompany us. The lawyer called Tony’s uncle explained that he was Tony’s lawyer and needed to discuss the provisions of Mr. and Mrs. Dante’s will. The uncle claimed there wasn’t a will and his dad told him everything was his.

The lawyer and the court officer went to the uncle’s place of work and served the legal papers. He had 24 hours to comply with the provisions of the will. When Mr. Dante saw the certified will, the judge’s court order, he agreed to turn over all of Tony’s trust fund information, he allowed us to take Tony’s personal belongings. We proceeded to his home, grandfather and I packed his clothes, books, and his computer. We told his uncle we’d be back on Sunday to get the rest of his belongings. The lawyer informed the uncle he had 1 week to list the house.

Once everything was packed into the trunk of the car and the guitar case was in the rear passenger seat, we went to get grandmother. We decided to eat at the café across from the store so we could inform Tony about the will. I parked the car next to the diner, I checked with Anna if Tony had been there. She looked at her watch, “He should be here in 15 minutes.”

I showed my grandparents our booth and told them Tony would be here in 15 minutes. I told Anna that I would order for Tony as well. “Tony is going to be very surprised when he hears what we accomplished today.” I hoped he wouldn’t cry.

As we were looking over the menu, someone tapped me on the shoulder. There was Tony with a big smile on his face. “Mr. Thomas said I could have the rest of the day off. But I have to work a full day tomorrow, eight till nine.”

I just smiled as Anna came and took our order. Tony and I ordered the cheeseburger with fries, grandfather took the same and grandmother ordered the house salad. While we waited for our orders, I could tell Tony was anxious to hear about our trip.

Grandfather began to tell him about the will, trust fund, and the house. As grandfather was telling him all of this, Tony’s eyes kept getting bigger and bigger. I told him that we have all of his clothes, some of his books and his computer. He looked liked he wanted to ask a question, but I anticipated it, “Oh there’s also this old guitar that I took.” He then had a big smile, “It’s in the back seat of the car.” He got up and ran to the car. When he came back with the guitar, he opened the case, removed the guitar; under the guitar were several pictures. As he removed each picture he showed them to me and my grandparents. They were pictures of him with his parents and grandparents.

“I was so afraid I’d never see these photos again. They’re the only thing I have left of my family.” With tears in his eyes he thanked my grandparents and looking into my eyes, he kissed me. Anna started to clap and laughed.

“Now that you have your guitar, I’d like to hear a happy tune.” Tony took the guitar, tuned it, and started to play. He was good, and when he started to sing, everyone in the café stopped to listen. Looking into my eyes, it seems he sang the song just for me. I leaned over and kissed him on his cheek. All the guests in the café clapped.

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  On 4/17/2021 at 11:19 PM, Kev said:

Loving Granddad and Grandma... the hero is the judge and the lawyer. Could someone please find me a will that leaves everything to me with a massive house, we could do with a bit more space (not being greedy just a few dozen bedrooms would be nice).

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And I have an idea of how you would like to fill those rooms.  Naughty are you

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  On 4/18/2021 at 12:12 AM, Clancy59 said:

My brother tried to lock me out of the house I grew up in when my Mom when into hospice.  Daddy was already gone for almost 4 years by then.  She tore him a new one when she found out he was playing games with that and also blocking me and her from helping make decisions regarding her care.  (He’s very arrogant and his wife is entitled.)  I had to threaten legal action.  Bottom line is that I now own the house, even 1100 miles away.  I have a property manager who keeps an eye on it and we rent it out.   Best decision!  We are doing the same thing with the house my hubby inherited.

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In a way you have benefited but I would suspect you and your brother are far apart. It's a shame when families  have problems that cause them to part. Glad all is well now.

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  On 4/18/2021 at 12:20 AM, CLJobe said:

In a way you have benefited but I would suspect you and your brother are far apart. It's a shame when families  have problems that cause them to part. Glad all is well now.

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We’ve never been close, but it got worse when she came into the picture.  Her family is very matriarchal.  I could relate half a dozen stories from the wedding alone.  They found out Mom and I won’t take abuse and have had to back off several times.  I try to keep contact, but it’s hard.  Their daughters have been severely brainwashed (we’ve  heard them say things) and now there’s a new generation coming.  (Funny how they claim that the only proper family consists of a married couple with their children, yet their eldest daughter now has 2 without being married!). They are also sanctimonious because the father evidently has an African-American heritage (you’d never know it), therefore, she knows ALL about black culture!  Get the picture?

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  On 4/18/2021 at 4:08 PM, Clancy59 said:

We’ve never been close, but it got worse when she came into the picture.  Her family is very matriarchal.  I could relate half a dozen stories from the wedding alone.  They found out Mom and I won’t take abuse and have had to back off several times.  I try to keep contact, but it’s hard.  Their daughters have been severely brainwashed (we’ve  heard them say things) and now there’s a new generation coming.  (Funny how they claim that the only proper family consists of a married couple with their children, yet their eldest daughter now has 2 without being married!). They are also sanctimonious because the father evidently has an African-American heritage (you’d never know it), therefore, she knows ALL about black culture!  Get the picture?

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Yes I get the picture and it isn't a pretty one. There was once a word, uppity, which describes the situation however, that fact that the daughter has, two out of wedlock children should bring some humility or shame. I like nothing better when those who walk with their nose in the air and it rains. You have your mother and I'm sure someone special. In that sense, you are lucky.  The strangest things on this earth are people.

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  On 4/18/2021 at 5:40 PM, CLJobe said:

Yes I get the picture and it isn't a pretty one. There was once a word, uppity, which describes the situation however, that fact that the daughter has, two out of wedlock children should bring some humility or shame. I like nothing better when those who walk with their nose in the air and it rains. You have your mother and I'm sure someone special. In that sense, you are lucky.  The strangest things on this earth are people.

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Unfortunately, Mom passed in 2012.  I think I’ve spoken or had something to do with him less than 2 dozen times since than, maybe.  We have sent Christmas gifts each year and birthday gifts to the girls until their mid-20s.  I do send the babies things throughout the year and each girl got her own handmade blankie at birth.  Rarely got a thank you.  Never got a gift.  I think he acknowledged my birthday maybe 3-4 times in 25 years.  I was in shock when he allowed the girls to participate in my wedding (ages 11, junior bridesmaid, and 4, twin flower girls) in 2000.

Am I sad about it?  You bet.  I wish I could have a relationship like I see in my husband’s family.  However, I am most fortunate, because they have adopted me as fully into the family as if I had been born into it.  That’s the way Mom taught me.  We (Mom, Daddy and I) have never understood where he came from with his attitude.  

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  On 4/18/2021 at 8:07 PM, Clancy59 said:

Unfortunately, Mom passed in 2012.  I think I’ve spoken or had something to do with him less than 2 dozen times since than, maybe.  We have sent Christmas gifts each year and birthday gifts to the girls until their mid-20s.  I do send the babies things throughout the year and each girl got her own handmade blankie at birth.  Rarely got a thank you.  Never got a gift.  I think he acknowledged my birthday maybe 3-4 times in 25 years.  I was in shock when he allowed the girls to participate in my wedding (ages 11, junior bridesmaid, and 4, twin flower girls) in 2000.

Am I sad about it?  You bet.  I wish I could have a relationship like I see in my husband’s family.  However, I am most fortunate, because they have adopted me as fully into the family as if I had been born into it.  That’s the way Mom taught me.  We (Mom, Daddy and I) have never understood where he came from with his attitude.  

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I( always like to think that there is someone in one's life that doesn't judge.  I recall a saying, Judge not lest you be judged. You have a family, your husbands family,. accept the loss because there is no way you will be able to change your family. Relish that your husbands family has accepted you,. weepmnot for the loss, senile and enjoy the newly found.

 

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