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Emeralddd:
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Lol!!! Its here

pickabeau1:
Good one so far I think you should get someone to help you proofread Also use a consistent convention for speech, thoughts etc
Welldone

Thanks dear

*phone rings* she picked the call with sleepy eye and heard at the background "hey bae" Sandra knew the sound of her friend's voice Chioma

"Hey, oh I'm so sorry that I couldn't make it to your birthday last night, you know dad's will was read yesterday" Sandra said to Chioma

"Ah ah!!! no prob na, I know you can't miss my birthday for anything unless its something more important" Chioma giggle "how was it? Infact, just keep the gist till I come"


"Okay dear I'm waiting and bring my cake...before I forget bring my drink too cos I need it" Sandra adjusted "see ya"


Sandra stood up, left her room without dressing the bed and got to the kitchen, she made herself a cup of coffee then headed straight to the sitting room "damn!!! just look at the mess I did last night" she said to herself.


After the proceedings last night, she dropped her mum and headed straight home, brought out the vodka she'd kept for her friend Chioma's birthday drank and cried. She could not even remember how she got to her bed. She drank the coffee then went to shower. Minutes later


*Knock on the door*


"I wasn't expecting so quick" Sandra said
"Babe forget that one joor, I get plenty gist for you and I can't wait to hear yours" Chioma said giving her friend a nice hug

They've been friends since their first year at the University and since then, they've never being apart

"Damn!!!babe did someone die in this room" Chioma said jokingly

Sandra slaps her butt "ta, with your big ass can't you see I was mourning" she picks up the tissues and throws them at the other end

"Lazy girl abeg carry that thing out joor" Chioma said picking up the tumbler "infact, just leave them there and gist me"


"What!!!! Was the next sound that came out from Chioma's mouth "you mean your dad left everything for you Babe na you be the biggest chick for town oh! What about that witch and her mum?"

Sandra laughs "please don't call her a witch, she's a nice girl and I like her"

"Abeg leave that one joor!!! Don't be deceived by her" Chioma began, then waved her hand "besides, you easily trust people"

Sandra interrupts her by sneezing

"So this your cold hasn't gone eh? Chioma asked

"Bae that is not the issue, the issue on ground now is how I can find a husband within six months" Sandra complains

Everyone in the room was shocked and before Mr Wax could speak again her uncle stood up and tried starting a chaos, for the first time, her step sis spoke in a calm and gentle voice "uncle, you are fascinating us by the little show you are putting on"

Nothing could have made her find control quicker, she angled her chin at him, hissed once, then subsided. "All right then" she turned and stood her ground "I apologise for the interruption, please finish reading sir"

Sandra was surprised at the composure of her sis and had a quick thought in her mind.

Wax gave himself a moment by using his handkerchief to polish his glasses " I leave all of this" he continued "the money and all to Sandra, she can only have access to this when she gets married and within the period of six months" Wax clears throat "in addition to that, if she dies before marriage, all my properties should be sold and given to all my surviving heirs and orphanages"


Her step mum Mrs Peace stood up "I don't go with the will, its outrageous..where would I and my daughter stay" Joy called out "mum please calm down, let him finish"


Wax continued "not forgetting my angel Joy and her mum, I'm sorry dear but in no way should they leave the house and be treated badly, they will leave there together"

For one minute, there was silence. Taking advantage of it, Wax began arranging his papers


Sandra drew out her handkerchief and sneezed into it then stood to leave with her mum when mum's co-wife called out "you and your witch mum has finally succeeded in destroying I and my daughter" Sandra turned and said to them "you guys are welcome to stay" then she left with her mum.

Miserable with grief, aggravated by a head cold, Sandra listened to Simon Wax drone on, and on, with the preliminary technicalities of her dad's will. Her dad had never been one for brevity, he'd always said if you were going to do something, do it until the steam is out. His last will and testament bore his style.

Not bothering to hide her disinterest in the proceedings, Sandra took a comprehensive survey of other occupants of the library. To have called them mourners would have been just the sort of bad joke her dad would have appreciated.


There was her Uncle Chinedu his only surviving brother and his wife, what was her name again? Sarah or? Does it matter? Sandra saw them sitting stiff backed and alert in matching outfit. They looked like lions ready to attack and devour


Her sister Joy -pretty, looks sweet and harmless. She was there in her black printed short, she sat back, one leg crossed over the other as if she was watching a fashion show, her mum had her hands on her and Sandra knew she wouldn't utter a word unless it were to echo trouble. Joy waved a little white handkerchief in front of her nose trying to show a sign of mourning. Sandra sighed, they'd never gotten along though she knew her dad wanted them to.


Her attention was drifted back by Simon Wax, with a half sigh, she blew her nose again and tried to listen to Simon. Another hour of this, Sandra thought if she heard one more whereas....on a long breath, Sandra drew herself in. She was here because she loved her dad, if it was the last thing she would do for him was to sit in a room with a group of vultures and listen to long rambling legalese, then she'd do it and once its over, she'd mourn him peacefully.


"To my brother Chinedu and his wife I leave my best wishes and the house in the village, they need nothing more"

"To my lovely wife Lilian Wilson, I leave my house in the states to you"

The grumbles that hadbegun with the first bequest continued and grew more, anger hovered on the edge of outrage.

Chinedu rose, giving new meaning to the phrase controlled outrage, "Mr Wax, my brother's will is nothing more than a mockery. Its obvious that he wasn't in his right state of mind when he made it"


"Mr Chinedu" Wax called clearing his throat "I understand perfectly your sentiments in this matter, however, my client was perfectly well mentally when this will was made. You can consult your own counsel later, meanwhile, there's more to be read"

"Doc Jack wrote this portion in his words" he paused a moment for courage. "To Sandra my lovely daughter, I leave the rest of my estate, in entirely, all accounts, all business interest, all stocks, bonds and trusts, all real and personal property"

Two hundred and twenty million dollars was nothing to sneeze at, no one in the vast echoing library of Doctor Jack Wilson would have dared except Sandra. She did so with more enthusiasm than delicacy into her handkerchief, after cleaning her nose and hands, she sat back wishing the drugs she had taken would live up to the promise of a fast relief infact, she wished she'd never caught the wretched cold in the first place. Another wish was to be anywhere else in the world but not here..


Surrounding her were people she hated and people she loved, books she'd read and hundreds more she'd never given a thought to, though she had spent hours and hours in the library but the room looks strange to her.

At a corner of the room was a marble and ivory chess where she had lost and also won matches. Doctor Jack had been a compulsive and skilled cheat, Sandra had never taken a loss in stride maybe it was the reason why he so loved to beat her either by fair means or by cheating.

Sneezes again "oh I'm sorry" said Sandra "please excuse me" she left the room, Sandra turned to see someone silently following her "oh mum what is it you scared me" her mum Mrs lilian Wilson is a very pretty lady, slim and tall that people always take her as her elder sister. "What is wrong with you? Its so obvious that you are nervous, don't give them the slightest opportunity to see fear in you" Sandra turned at the other side of the balcony, she then looks at her mum "mum you know I don't want to be here and..." Mum looks at her "my darling, where else would you be if not here? You know that you are his legitimate heir so don't let those evil men take that away from you"


Sandra sobs "you know I loved dad so much but we drifted after that lady came into our house with her bastard child claiming to be dad's" her mum comforting her "I know dear just be strong and let's go inside the Will would be read soon"

This is my first time of writing online so please, don't mind my writing and also know that critics are allowed to help me improve my writing skill...



There's no title for the story yet, Sandra is just temporal... maybe at the end of it, you the readers will help pick up a Title.


I get inspired when ever I watch a movie and I've written many scripts which some have no
t been completed lol
This story is as a result of an inspiration I got while watching a movie but its not in any way related to the movie

I will take my time writing so, I won't update regularly and please, your encouragement is needed...


Thanks REDGEM

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