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I’m 90 years old, widowed, and tired of being forgotten. So I promised each of my five grandchildren a $2 million inheritance — on one secret condition. They all agreed, they all complied, and not one of them guessed that I was testing them.
My name is Eleanor, and I’m 90 years old. I never thought I’d be telling a story like this, but here we are.
I raised three kids with my late husband, George.
We had five grandchildren and eleven great-grandchildren.
You’d think all that history, all those years of scraped knees I bandaged and homework I helped with and cookies I baked, would make a family stick together.
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