Inheritance

Bank error in your favor:
Collect $200.

—"Chance card" in Monopoly,
lame old board game


Joy and peace, Camper.

Your Uncle Jerry was an adopted child. His birth parents were wealthy, globe-trotting industrialists, who made their primary home in St. Cloud, Minnesota. They were an admirable and glamorous couple, if somewhat distracted. When his parents flew to Paris or Nairobi or Cuenca, as they often did for weeks at a time, they left Uncle Jerry in the care of an elderly matron. A dear old thing, she had the unlikely name of Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy—though everyone called her Buttercup.

Buttercup also tended children for poor families. It was an act of charity on her part, for she surely didn’t need the money, living as she did at the mansion of Uncle Jerry’s parents.

You must be wondering what this has to do with banking, chance cards, and Molly’s inheritance. All in good time, my friend. Your Uncle Jerry is a master storyteller; every detail and hint that he offers is crucial. It’s well-considered and unforgettable. Where were we?

If Buttercup, this saintly woman, had a single flaw, it would be . . . yes, forgetfulness. However could she do it? She mixed up the infant Uncle Jerry with a child belonging to another family—a family, through no fault of their own, substantially below Uncle Jerry’s tax bracket.

The other child was a four-year-old Ojibwe with earrings, a hook, and a Spiderman tattoo. She was a lovely child, bless her heart, and a Spanish speaker.

You exclaim: Spanish-speaking?? Surely Uncle Jerry’s parents should have noticed that right away! So true, and this is a point that Uncle Jerry makes often in his talks with the nice doctor.

In the board game of life, sadly, sometimes you are handed a card from the deck of chance. How rueful was the day, recently, when Uncle Jerry noticed in the news that his real parents had sold yet another patent to Apple. Somewhere, a very wealthy child is sipping a tropical fruit drink with one hand.

Like Your Uncle Jerry, our heroine Molly finds herself unprepared for her inheritance. What's in Grandma Claire’s will is a big surprise to everyone. Here is chapter seven.

Peace and joy.

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