All I wanted for my 80th birthday was to see my daughter, so I made the decision to drive to her house and surprise her.
“Dad, why are you here?” she questioned as she opened the door, appearing uncomfortable.
“I just wanted to spend my birthday with you,” I answered, grinning. But I was unprepared for her response. “Dad, you can’t stay,” she said. I’m very busy right now.
I offered to stay on the couch until she had some time because I was upset, but she firmly refused, saying, “No, Dad, you really need to go right now.”
I turned and went back to my car even though I didn’t want to. I heard sounds coming from inside the house as I was leaving.
I was concerned as I peered through the window and noticed two strange persons inside. As my worries about my daughter’s safety increased, I made a police call.
The cops moved swiftly and cautiously toward the residence. Following several anxious moments, they emerged with the two strangers restrained by handcuffs.
My daughter gave me a big hug as she cried and dashed out of the house. “I’m so sorry, Dad,” she wept.
“I was attempting to protect you.” The guys broke in right before you arrived.
I didn’t know what to do and I didn’t want anything bad to happen to you.
I embraced her tight and felt a great sense of comfort. “It’s alright, my dear. Just knowing you’re secure pleases me.
After hearing our accounts, the police assured us that the intruders would be dealt with.
I had the most amazing birthday I could have ever imagined, thanks to the time I spent with my kid.
We moved into an old house and discovered an ancient safe in the basement — what we found inside completely changed our lives
When Fiona, Derek, and their son, Ethan, inherit a house in a new state, they jump at the opportunity for a fresh start. But during their renovations, they discover an old safe in the basement. However, their lives change forever when Ethan discovers the key to the safe.
Growing up, we were never the wealthy type. My family was pretty average, dealing with the usual stuff that people seem to juggle: credit card bills, loans, and relying heavily on paychecks just to make ends meet.
So, when I got a random call one day saying we’d inherited a house in a different state, it felt like something out of a movie.
The house belonged to my grandpa’s brother, a man we were never particularly close with. But he had passed away, and to our surprise, he left us his house in his will.
“We’ve been waiting for a new start, Fiona,” my husband, Derek, said. “I think we should take it and just start a new chapter. Ethan is starting high school, so it’s the perfect time to switch schools anyway.”
“I agree,” I said, already thinking about looking for a new job that wouldn’t leave me so stressed out. I needed to get some of my joy back. Recently, all I had been doing was working to make ends meet.
Derek was doing the same thing.
We were tired.
This new house could be exactly what we needed. It wasn’t anything fancy. It was a charming old property that had seen better days but was spacious and tucked away in a quiet neighborhood.
The idea of starting fresh, with no rent or mortgage hanging over our heads, was too good to pass up. So, we packed up our lives, crossed state lines, and moved in.
“I’m excited, Mom,” Ethan said. “I think I needed a change of scenery from town as well. I didn’t really want to go to high school with the same people I’d known since I was five years old.”
When we first arrived, the house was as expected. It was old, creaky, and full of charm but needed a little TLC.
“We’ll make it a home, Fiona,” Derek said, already going on about new flooring.
A few weeks in, Derek was already planning to replace some floorboards, and I was determined to breathe new life into the dusty old kitchen.
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