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Eleanor sat in her favorite armchair, her eyes dreamy and far away.
\nA gentle rap on the door jolted her out of her daydream. Nurse Claire peeked in, her pleasant smile brightening the quiet room.<\/p>\n
\u201cMa\u2019am, you have a visitor,\u201d she said in her usual soft, soothing tone.<\/p>\n
\u201cA visitor? Well, let them in, dear,\u201d she replied, her voice carrying a hint of anticipation.<\/p>\n
Moments later, the sound of polished shoes on the wooden floor signaled the entrance of her son, Andrew.<\/p>\n
He greeted, \u201cMother,\u201d with a clipped tone and a false smile.Eleanor\u2019s expression brightened. \u201cAndrew, what a pleasant surprise,\u201d<\/p>\n
Andrew didn\u2019t waste any time with small talk. He brought out a slick folder and set it on the tiny table next to her chair.<\/p>\n
\u201cMother, I need you to sign these papers,\u201d he began, speaking quickly and efficiently.<\/p>\n
Eleanor blinked, her thin hands lingering above the folder.<\/p>\n
Before she could pick up the pen, Nurse Claire took a step forward, her usually soft look steely.<\/p>\n
\u201cMa\u2019am,\u201d she interjected, her voice steady, \u201cperhaps it\u2019s best to review these documents later. It\u2019s been a long day, and you need your rest.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor glanced at them, puzzled yet compliant.<\/p>\n
\u201cAlright, Andrew. We\u2019ll do it later,\u201d she whispered, her faith in him unshaken despite her nurse\u2019s interference.<\/p>\n
Andrew stood abruptly, irritation on his face.
\n\u201cFine. I\u2019ll be back tomorrow,\u201d he muttered, turning on his heel and leaving without saying anything else.<\/p>\n
As the sound of his footsteps receded, Claire crouched behind Eleanor\u2019s chair, her voice softening. \u201cAre you alright?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s my son, Claire,\u201d she added, her voice full of emotion. \u201cHe only wants what\u2019s best\u2026 doesn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n
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\n\u201cOf course, Ma\u2019am,\u201d she said, but doubt lingered in her gaze.<\/p>\n
Nurse Claire wheeled Eleanor along the stone walkway, taking care to keep the trip pleasant.<\/p>\n
Claire paused, her words trapped between her heart and her lips.<\/p>\n
\u201cMa\u2019am,\u201d she replied tentatively. \u201cI know it\u2019s not my place, but Andrew\u2026 he doesn\u2019t seem to have your best interests at heart.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor chuckled softly, her weak hands lying in her lap. \u201cOh, Claire, he\u2019s my son. He\u2019s just ambitious. That\u2019s not a bad thing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAmbitious? Maybe. But he doesn\u2019t see you as his mother. He sees you as a means to an end. If you give him control of your finances, he\u2019ll forget about you. He\u2019s already left you here, hasn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire pressed on, her voice becoming stronger.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis nursing home is struggling. Soon, it might have to close. If you invested in it instead, you\u2019d secure your comfort here and help others in need.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire sighed, looking at the fountain as if hoping it had the answer she couldn\u2019t provide. The water gleamed in the sunlight, but no clarity emerged.<\/p>\n
She tenderly grasped Eleanor\u2019s hand. \u201cI hope you\u2019re right,\u201d she said, but the skepticism in her voice lingered.<\/p>\n
The low hum of voices in the hallway announced the start of another busy day at the nursing home.<\/p>\n
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\nThe door flung open unexpectedly, and Andrew stepped inside, his polished shoes tapping against the wooden floor.<\/p>\n
\u201cMother, good to see you again,\u201d Andrew said quickly, offering a brief smile.<\/p>\n
\u201cJust sign here, here, and here,\u201d he said, tapping the designated locations with a pen.<\/p>\n
Claire, who had been quietly observing from the doorway, felt her stomach turn. \u201cMa\u2019am\u2026\u201d she said cautiously, taking a step forward.<\/p>\n
Eleanor raised a hand, her voice gentle yet forceful. \u201cIt\u2019s alright, Claire. I trust my son.\u201d<\/p>\n
She picked up the pen with unwavering conviction. Her fingers trembled slightly as she signed each line, but her expression was calm.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you, Mother. You won\u2019t regret this,\u201d he murmured, already halfway out the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m so sorry. No one deserves to be treated like that by their own child.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t be sorry, dear,\u201d she said quietly. \u201cWhat goes around comes around.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire examined Eleanor\u2019s face, looking for any signs of regret or hesitation, but found none.<\/p>\n
Claire went inside with a pale face and worried eyes.<\/p>\n
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\n\u201cMa\u2019am,\u201d Claire said, her voice wavering. \u201cI need to tell you something.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire took a deep breath and wrung her hands uncomfortably. \u201cAndrew\u2026 he stopped paying your nursing home bills. We\u2026 we have no choice but to ask you to leave by the end of the week.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s alright, Claire,\u201d she said gently. \u201cThings will work out. They always do.\u201d<\/p>\n
Before Claire could react, a harsh knock interrupted them. A deliveryman appeared with a huge bouquet of white lilies and a sealed letter for Eleanor.<\/p>\n
She handed Eleanor the flowers and opened the envelope, revealing a nicely folded note. Clearing her throat, she started reading aloud.<\/p>\n
\u201cI will never forget what you did for me. When I had nothing, you gave me a place to stay and helped me get back on my feet. You changed my life. Please accept this small token of gratitude.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor adjusted her spectacles, her fingers quivering as she took the note. Her eyes examined the signature, and her face lit up with recognition.<\/p>\n
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\n\u201cI remember him,\u201d she murmured. \u201cA homeless boy, years ago. I never imagined\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMa\u2019am, with the flowers came an enormous donation. It\u2019s enough to save the nursing home and renovate it. There\u2019s only one condition: that you\u2019re taken care of in every way.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat goes around comes around, Claire. It always does.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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