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

Julian asked how I truly was. She listened. She laughed at my stories. She asked about my health, my neighbors, the books I was reading. When I told her about setting off the smoke alarm making toast, she laughed until she had to put her fork down.

After dessert, I slid an envelope toward her.

She reached to pocket it automatically. I stopped her.

“Open it.”

Inside was a check for fifty thousand dollars.

She stared at it. “Grandma… I don’t understand.”

I told her the truth—that I wanted to know who would still come when there was nothing to gain.

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