My Grandkids Only Visited at Christmas for the Money – Last Year, I Finally Learned Who Truly Loved Me!

Five pairs of eyes drifted toward the envelopes beside my plate.

Waiting.

I handed them out as I always had, smiling, playing my familiar role.

“Merry Christmas, sweetheart,” I said to each of them.

Jake opened his first. His expression faltered.

“Grandma… I think there’s been a mistake.”

“No,” I replied calmly. “That’s what I’m able to give this year.”

Inside each envelope was fifty dollars.

Christy’s lips tightened instantly. Carl masked his disappointment with polite comments before checking his watch again. Mike slipped the envelope into his pocket without a word. Julian turned hers over slowly, as if the amount might change if she looked long enough.

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