I bet you've heard of me. Everyone else has around this stupid town has. Well, I don't care too much because in just two days, I'm out of here. Well, for the most part. These past four years in high school have been so rough and I'm ready for them to be over. At this point, if college really is just the sequel, it's definitely not a place I want to be. For a hundred and eighty days each year for for years - that's seven hundred-twenty days! - I've dragged myself out of bed, walked through the halls, attended my classes and passed every single one with as 90% or higher. I've done my job and now it's finally time for me to move on. Right after our graduation ceremony, I was out the doors and I haven't looked back. There was no one I went to school with I cared to take pictues with, no teachers I wanted to say goodbye to, and no memories I wanted to reminisce on. I came right home and watched movies and fell asleep around two in the morning.
The first day of summer was seriously the best feeling in the world. I didn't have to get up early and force myself to go to that awful place. In fact, I never have to go back there again! It's great! For a week, I got to enjoy my last official summer vacation and I still have two days left! You might ask what happens next. Well, some of my peers are going of to college, some are entering the work force or military. I am doing something completely different. When I was in eleventh grade, I got word that my dad's distant great aunt Lolly had died. Truth be told, I'd never met the woman in all my sixteen years but yet I was the heir to everything she owned. Crazy, right?
I was in my room after school one evening, working on a project for school, and the doorbell rang. We were all kind of surprised because we never get visitors we aren't expecting. Even when we are expecting them, they use the back door. I thought it might just be someone peddling something but then I heard my mom come up the stairs and knock on my bedroom door. She said there was a lawyer in the living room asking for me. Her face was just as confused as my mind but I put down my markers and walked downstairs anyways. His name was Jackson Henry and his suit looked like it costed more than my car. The watch on his right wrist looked like my parent's retirement accounts couldn't even pay for it. Honestly, I thought our family was getting scammed until Mr. Henry laid a family tree out on our dining room table.
"Emily, at the bottom of this family tree is you. You were the end of my research. It took my a few months to track you down but I found you."
I looked down at the diagram and saw my parents' names above mine and then my dad's parents above his but the other names were unfamiliar. Dad leaned over and took a look but even he looked to the lawyer with questions. Mr. Henry removed his jacket and laid it over the back of one of our dining room chairs. I remember wondering if he considered us peasants. He cleared his throat and started to explain but I really wasn't listening. It sounded like I would just inherit someone's junk they thought was important all their life.
"Looking at the chart here, this is where I started," he said, pointing to the top where it said 'Lolly Farmer'.
Her birth year and death year were written under her name. If this guy wasn't wrong, Lolly had been a hundred and one when she'd died. The lawyer explained his way down the diagram and, basically, Lolly's husband had died when she was in her eighties and she never had any children but she wanted all of her possessions to stay within the family and the blood line just like they had when they'd gotten to her. Farmer is the family that Lolly had married into. Her maiden name, Royer, is my dad's side of the family. In fact, Lolly was my dad's great aunt.
"Lolly refused to name an heir at the time her will was written because there wasn't anyon to fulfill it twenty years ago. She wanted all her possessions to go to the next female of both the blood line and the family name. With your dad being an only child and his uncle being killed in World War II, no one fit the bill until you."
"When did she... you know... pass?"
"It was about three and a half months ago. I had to do some digging to find out where her family ties led to. No one around Forrestor knew. Which was practically crazy because everyone in that small little town is supposed to know everything about everyone. But, my research paid off because here you are!"
"So... what do I do now?"
"Technically... notthing. At least, not right now.
