![]() Granny had heard some stories concerning Ms. Nelson, but if she was willing to take the boy that was all that mattered. As Jacob was legally old enough to drop out of school, Granny filed the necessary paperwork and hauled him away to give his custody over to Ms. No mention of the insurance settlements that his step grandmother now controlled ever came up. The house was surprisingly secluded in a large city. It spoke of old wealth and a creepiness that Jacob likened to scenes from a horror movie. The door was opened by an older woman in her mid to late fifties, thin but very sinewy with cold grey eyes wearing a grey maids uniform and large white pinafore apron. "This the boy I reckon," she said as she led them into the foyer. "Boy! You sit there on that chair while we go see Ms. He didn't have to sit very long as his step-grandmother returned and without a goodbye or other comment left the house closely followed by the maid. "Follow me up to your room so we can clean you up proper to see Ms. "Excuse me, ma'am, my luggage? Granny didn't bring it in," Jacob tentatively began only to be told to hush and everything would be taken care of. ![]() Jacob turned to face the door and took one step towards it when he felt a vice like grip take hold of his upper right arm. Her grip was stronger than most of the guys he played football with. "Ouch, that hurts," he said as he tried unsuccessfully to pull away.
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