“Grandma, I-I’m so sorry this happened to you!” he cried after seeing Michelle at the nursing home. “I cannot leave you here like this.”
Though Michelle was angry and upset with her children, she knew her grandson was innocent, and she cried seeing him. Brad was so furious with his dad and uncle, and he promised Michelle that he would straighten everything out soon.
“But how are you going to do that?” the grandma doubted. “Your dad and uncle are stubborn and already sold the house… I have learned to embrace disappointments and heartbreaks, sweetheart. It’s alright. And I’m glad to have at least one person who cares about me.”
But Brad was determined. After comforting his grandma, he left immediately to seek the man who had bought his grandmother’s house.
“You want to buy back this house???” the new homeowner, Alfred Turner, exclaimed in shock after Brad proposed to buy it. “Just so you know, I bought it for $238K and spent $20K on renovations and repairs.”
Brad was determined to buy the house at any cost. He offered Alfred a solid $300K for the house. “$300K…I’ll pay you $300K for this house. I just want it back. Please, Mr. Turner. Try to understand,” he negotiated.
Alfred agreed, and the deal was sealed. Now all Brad had to do was prepare for the surprise.
Over two weeks later, Brad paid the full amount and reclaimed his grandmother’s house. He was lucky enough to repurchase it in time because Alfred had planned to rent it out and move to his hometown in Denver.
Later that evening, Brad visited Michelle in the nursing home and asked her to pack her bags. The old lady was confused and had no idea where he was taking her. Deep inside, she hoped he wouldn’t take her to his house where her sons lived. She never wanted to see them again.
“You will know, grandma,” Brad said as he took the route towards Michelle’s home.
“This route leads to my house,” Michelle exclaimed. “But why are we going there? That house is not mine anymore.”
Brad remained tight-lipped and only smiled, looking forward to seeing his granny’s reaction later.
Moments later, they pulled over in front of Michelle’s home, and she couldn’t hold back her tears. She stared at her house, surprised, as Brad helped her with her wheelchair.
Michelle felt as if she had arrived at her doorstep from an era frozen in time. Just as she was drowned in memories, Brad hugged her and gave her the keys to the house along with a note.
“What is going on?” Michelle bawled. “Oh, my dear…Is this even happening? Did you buy this house? Are these the keys to my house? Oh, boy…please tell me I’m not dreaming.”
Michelle was even more overwhelmed when she read the note:
“Granny, I would not be here with you today had you not sacrificed so much to raise my dad and uncle. Unfortunately, they never got to be good sons. But I promise to be a good grandson and will do anything to see that smile on your face. I will never let anybody take your memories away from you. This house is all yours! Love, Brad.”
