The empty farmland. Rose nodded. He believed one day it would matter. The statement pulled Rose into a distant memory. Decades earlier, her husband, Walter Brooks, had spent nearly all their savings purchasing a neglected stretch of land outside the city. Friends called him foolish. Family members mocked him.
Even Rose questioned the decision. But Walter always said the same thing. One day, people will see what I see. For years, nothing happened. Then Walter died unexpectedly before proving himself right. The land remained forgotten. Or so everyone believed. As Hannah studied the paperwork, she noticed something strange. Several recent letters were attached.
Letters from developers expressing interest in purchasing nearby properties. Her eyebrows furrowed. Grandma, where companies interested in land out there? Rose looked surprised. I don’t know. But the truth was neither of them fully understood what they possessed. Not yet. Elsewhere, Marcus sat inside a private restaurant meeting with a real estate consultant.
