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I learned about the house on the drive back from the hospital.

Considering that I was weak and half delirious with fever, it seemed an odd time to tell me about my birth parents' final gift, who my grandparents were insistent.

Maybe, maybe they figured that after such a close brush with death, there wasn't any time left to waste.

I needed to know.

My paternal grandparents had raised me, and they were the first people I called and I began feeling sick.

The fever lasted for days, followed by tremors and hellish paralyzing night terrors.

The doctor's tests were inconclusive, but after a while my temperature finally began to drop

on its own.

It had been a close thing thing and when I heard my grandparents

as news it was hard to believe that I wasn't still asleep and dreaming.

According to them I had inherited a house.

We wanted to wait until the time was right, my grandparents explained,

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