" When did they say the will shall be read.Its taking too long" Valerie cried
Her mother turned, shook her head and went back to painting her nails.
"Mom?" she said this time louder
"Valerie"
" I said when will they read it. I just want to know the date. Please tell me"
" I don't know when Val. Would you please get me a brandy. I'm thirsty"
" You are supposed to take water when you are thirsty not alcohol" she said though heading to the wine counter.

Malia turned to see the back of her first daughter. She had grown so beautifully with her curly blonde hair swinging behind her. At first sight one might think Valerie was Malia. They looked almost the same except Malia's hair was shorter. She stopped painting her nails and looked outside. The sky was cloudy and the street looked quiet as usual. As she sat her mind races to three months ago when her multi millionaire husband Murray had passes away. Although when she met him she was a well paid clerk to a famous company, Murray insisted she stopped work and be a housewife. Although she found it wrong, eventually she stopped working and was home all the time. She gave him five kids though they were all girls.

Now Murray was gone and had left behind a huge amount of money along with all the estates he owned. She hoped her name was in the will at least she might get a few million...