A/N: Lets just ruin the Hardy's lives. NO! I did not mean to do this at all. We all agree Callie doesn't deserve the money, right? This chapter is more crazy. Seriously.


Chapter Thirteen
~Through Aunt Gert's Eyes~

"And who may you be?" I asked, wondering who could this visitor be. I was standing in the house, with the front door wide open, looking at the older woman who stood in the doorway.

"I am Sophie Shaw." The woman said. "I am an aunt of Callie Shaw." I blinked, obviously confused.

"But she told me that you had died." I said raising my eyebrow. Ms. Sophie let out a laugh that sounded like it could belong in a movie.

"Well, yes, that isn't true,"

"She lied?"

"It was a test, Mrs... ?"

"Oh, its Ms. Gertrude Hardy. This is my brother's home. Why don't you come in?" I opened the door wider, with a big smile on my face. Sophie stepped inside, looking around like she was in a candy store.

"So you see, Gertrude, may I call you Gertrude?" I nodded. "Anyway, it was a test if Callie, my niece, would be worthy of the inheritance if I did die." I gasped, as we sat down in the living room.

"Really? How interesting," I said, shocked of what she had just said. "I'm sure she is worthy,"

"We'll see, we'll see," Sophie muttered quietly before speaking up again. "Where is everyone? I wanted to see Callie and her boyfriend she always talks about."

"They left to go find Frank's brother. He was kidnapped a few days ago." Sophie's eyes widened.

"My goodness, that's horrible! I am so very sorry!"

"Fenton, my brother, texted me that they had found Joe thirty minutes ago." Sophie smiled brightly.

"Good, good," I then heard cars pull into the driveway. I stood up from the couch, with a small smile on my face.

"I believe their here now!" I went to the door to greet them. Laura was holding Fenton's arm like she was going to faint.

"What happened, Fenton?" I said rushing to them. Fenton sighed as he guided his wife into the house.

"Frank will explain, now lets go inside the house."

"Callie's aunt is here from the dead, Fenton," Fenton stared at me like I was insane.

"What?"

"Callie's aunt that is supposedly dead in California is in the living room right now," Laura gasped before fainting in Fenton's arms.

"Gert, you must be delusional or something. Was it the Ezekiel bread you have been eating lately?" My brother said rolling his eyes. "Help me get Laura inside."

Fortunately, dear Laura woke up almost immediately, crying for her two sons. Muttering things about bloody noses, girls punching boyfriends and other things I couldn't understand.

What had happened between those teenagers and my nephews? Something was up.

TO BE CONTINUED...


That was a SHOCKER! So this had been my plan the whole time ever since there was an inheritance for Cal. Anyway, I feel awful about this story that is ruining the Hardys' lives so maybe I'll just end it here? What do you think? Mwahaha. ~ Please review and tell me what you think. :)