My difficult neighbor made my life miserable — then his lawyer said I had inherited everything he possessed.
My neighbor, Mr.
Sloan, was the last person I ever expected to alter my life.
He was around seventy, and for years we couldn't tolerate each other.
If my grass was half an inch too tall, he'd grumble.
If I had friends over, he'd report me for the RACKET.
He dumped dirt onto my rose garden, argued with me over the property line, and somehow found a new reason to make my life miserable almost every single week.
We barely exchanged a polite word.
Then, ONE morning...
He passed away.
I figured that would be the end of our tale.
Instead, the very next day, I received a CALL from his attorney.
He asked me to attend the reading of Mr.
Sloan's WILL.
I nearly laughed.
Why would I be there?
The man had spent years making my life dreadful.
Still, curiosity got the better of me.
So I went.
The attorney OPENED a folder, adjusted his glasses, and looked directly AT ME.
"Linda, you'll inherit EVERYTHING Mr.
Sloan owned.
His $400,000 house and all his property are now yours."
For a moment, I honestly thought I'd heard him WRONG.
I just stared at him.
"WHAT?!
Are you serious?!"
He gave a slow nod.
There wasn't a trace of a smile on his face.
Then he folded his hands on the desk and said:
"Yes, but listen closely.
You'll ONLY receive it ON ONE CONDITION!"
What shocking condition did Mr.
Sloan leave for Linda?
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PART 2
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My heart pounded.
"What condition?" I asked.
The lawyer, Mr.
