\nMadison and Jessica turned to a life of robbery after escaping their abusive stepdad. One fateful burglary at an unknown older lady\u2019s mansion leads them down an unexpected path when they stumble upon a photo linked to their past.
\n\u201cOne last signature there,\u201d the attorney said, smiling when the 25-year-old twins Madison and Jessica followed his lead. \u201cThere! It\u2019s all yours!\u201d\n
Once the lawyer left, Jessica\u2019s gaze lingered on the towering ceilings and ornate d\u00e9cor of the Victorian-style mansion nestled in the outskirts of the quiet town.\n
\u201cCan you believe it, Maddy!?\u201d she exclaimed, feeling excitement swishing through her veins. \u201cWe own this now! It\u2019s OURS!\n
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Jessica rejoiced, not realizing that her sister hadn\u2019t said a word and was instead quietly crying.\n
\u201cMaddy, what\u2019s wrong?\u201d Jessica asked, confused.\n
\u201cJess, this mansion, the way we got it\u2026It still feels like a dream,\u201d Madison said, breathless and disbelieving. She closed her eyes and thought about the lower point in their life 16 years ago. They were nine and had only $3 in their pockets after fleeing their stepfather.\n
In the fall of 2002, the twins lived with their stepfather, Martin, after their mother died in a car accident 1999. While he always had trouble drinking, his wife\u2019s death worsened things. He took his frustrations out on them and couldn\u2019t hold down a job.\n
Madison and Jessica tried to be good, despite how often he reminded them they were a burden. But after years of this mistreatment, Martin got home drunk one night, expecting food on the table.\n
\u201cWe\u2019re really sorry, sir,\u201d Madison said softly, her head lowered in fright. \u201cWe had a lot of homework to do today. Dinner will be ready in just 20 minutes. Please forgive us for being late.\u201d\n
\u201cShe\u2019s telling the truth,\u201d Jessica agreed.\n
Still, Martin didn\u2019t like their answer. He grabbed their notebooks and bags, hurling them around the living room carelessly.\n
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\u201cI don\u2019t care about your school. Do you understand, you lazy little rats?\u201d Martin yelled, terrifying them. \u201cIf I have to raise you, you\u2019ll have to work around here! If this happens again, you\u2019ll be out on the streets!\u201d\n
The girls looked at each other, and although this wasn\u2019t the first time he had threatened to kick them out, his words still caused intense terror.\n
Madison began to cry while Jessica tried to stop the tears, uttering, \u201cYes, sir.\u201d\n
Martin grinned, his rage dissipating now that he knew they were afraid. He grabbed a beer from his fridge and sat in front of the TV while dialing to order some pizza. Of course, he wouldn\u2019t share that with them.\n
Madison ran to their room, and Jessica followed closely. \u201cWhat are we doing to do?\u201d she asked her crying sister. \u201cWe can\u2019t live with that ogre anymore.\u201d\n
Her twin wiped her tears away. \u201cWhere would we go?\u201d\n
\u201cI know, but he doesn\u2019t even feed us. He hates us,\u201d Jessica continued. \u201cWouldn\u2019t it be better to just leave? Run away?\u201d\n
\u201cRun where?\u201d Madison asked, looking around.\n
\u201cAnywhere. Somewhere better than here,\u201d her sister added, shrugging.\n \u201cOK,\u201d Madison said, nodding. They quieted and stared into each other eyes for a long time. Then, they hugged tightly and began to pack. They checked the few pennies and dimes they\u2019d managed to steal here and there, but it was only three dollars between them.\n When they were ready, they exited their room slowly, checking that Martin was fast asleep. His pizza box was only half empty, and his beer can was still in his hand.\n Jessica stopped Madison for a second. \u201cWait, I can\u2019t leave until I do something,\u201d Jessica said, put her things down, and ran to her stepfather\u2019s room.\n \u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d Madison whispered-yelled, panicking. But Jessica was back quickly with a bottle. She tiptoed to Martin\u2019s and poured a powder on his open beer can. Luckily, he was snoring loudly.\n Jessica threw the bottle on the floor, grabbed her things, and ushered Madison out.\n \u201cWhat was that?\u201d her sister asked.\n \u201cLaxative,\u201d she answered, grinning slightly.\n Madison almost burst out laughing loudly but covered her mouth, and they left, never to see their horrible stepfather again.\n For the next 15 years, the girls traveled all over the country, surviving by stealing and begging where they could. Eventually, they raised enough money to buy a cheap minivan.\n They had to leave towns quickly and change their appearances after stealing. It was a complicated life, but it worked for them. Jessica was the most daring, while Madison was usually more reserved and scared when stealing.\n While traveling through Boston, they suddenly encountered a neighbor with a large, beautiful mansion.\n \u201cLook at that house, Maddy. I bet we could grab just one box of jewelry and be set for the rest of the year,\u201d Jessica pointed out, stopping the car only a few paces away.\n \u201cI don\u2019t know, Jess. Those wrought-iron fences are heavy-duty. It\u2019ll be tough to climb. Plus, these places probably have alarm systems and stuff, right?\u201d Madison shook her head but stared at the state with wonder.\n \u201cWell, I\u2019m going,\u201d Jessica insisted, removing her seat belt and climbing out of the driving seat. Madison followed, trying to talk her out of it.\n As predicted, the fence was hard to climb, but there was no alarm, at least. Jessica was an expert in picking locks, but she knew rich folks always left their doors open. \u201cBingo,\u201d she whispered, rolling a side door open.\n The twins entered a dressing room and ransacked as quickly as possible, finding jewelry and designer bags galore.\n When they were ready to leave, Madison lifted her heavy bag and accidentally knocked a vase.\n \u201cOops!\u201d she whispered, looking at her sister with panicked eyes.\n \u201cWe have to go,\u201d Jessica said calmly. \u201cLet\u2019s pray she didn\u2019t hear this.\u201d\n \u201cWho\u2019s there?\u201d they suddenly heard as lights turned on. An old woman in her nightgown stood in the doorway. \u201cWho are you?\u201d\n The twins stared at each other, wondering what to do next.\n \u201cOh, no. Please don\u2019t take that,\u201d the lady continued, her eyes on the box Jessica had in her hands because it didn\u2019t fit in her bag. Her eyes teared up quickly. \u201cTake anything else but that, and I won\u2019t call the police.\u201d\n The twins were flustered, but Jessica would not leave that box now that the old woman basically confirmed it was valuable. \u201cMADDY, RUN!\u201d she yelled, rushing to the old woman at the door and pushing her to the side.\n \u201cPlease, those jewels are worth more than money!\u201d the old woman wailed after catching herself from falling.\n Madison only hesitated a second before following her sister. They rushed down, exiting through the sliding door and not looking back until they were securely in their van. Madison looked up at the mansion and saw the old woman staring through the window.\n \u201cWe did a terrible thing, Jess,\u201d Madison lamented. \u201cShe said they\u2019re worth more than money.\u201d\n \u201cYeah, that means what\u2019s in this box is more valuable than everything else. This is how we survive,\u201d Jessica snapped, driving on.\n They were too tired to get away from Boston that night, so they stopped at an empty rest stop, and Jessica fell asleep quickly. Madison couldn\u2019t stay still, so instead, she grabbed the box and returned to the old woman\u2019s house.\n Instead of breaking in again, Madison rang her doorbell. The old woman\u2019s eyes widened when she saw her without a mask and holding the jewelry box in her hand.\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry for what we did earlier,\u201d Madison spoke in a soft voice laced with guilt and sympathy. \u201cMy sister and I were in a tough spot. Please, forgive us. Don\u2019t call the police.\u201d\n The old woman stared at her sweetly, holding back tears, and asked Madison inside. She asked the younger woman to call her Mrs. George, and they began to talk. After a while, Madison looked at the pictures on her mantelpiece, noting many people.\n But one frame caught her eye.\n \u201cWh\u2014who is this?\u201d Madison stuttered, her eyes brimming with tears. The old lady\u2019s eyes followed Madison\u2019s gaze at the photo, and she was puzzled about what had suddenly made the young woman cry.\n \u201cWell, that\u2019s\u2026that\u2019s my late daughter, Amber,\u201d Mrs. George replied softly, her glass becoming foggy due to the warm tears in her eyes. \u201cshe was a beauty, wasn\u2019t she? But why do you cry?\u201d\n Madison\u2019s heart skipped a beat as she stared intently at the photo and then back at Mrs. George.\n \u201cWhat? Your daughter? It can\u2019t be\u2026Th\u2014that\u2019s my MOM!\u201d\n The living room fell silent as the two women exchanged a puzzled glance, their eyes filled with emotion. \u201cYour mother?!\u201d the grandmother whispered as her face was drained of blood.\n \u201cOh, my God! This is unbelievable! Honey, I\u2019m your grandmother!\u201d Mrs. George gasped as she pulled Madison into a tight embrace, realizing they were connected in a way they could have never imagined.\n \u201cWh\u2014How can this be? I never knew we had a grandmother!\u201d Madison exclaimed in shock. \u201cI\u2019ll go bring my sister. She needs to know too!\u201d\n Madison bolted to the minivan and told Jessica everything.\n \u201cWhat! And she\u2019s our grandma? OMG\u2026how\u2019s that possible? How come we didn\u2019t know about her all these years?\u201d Jessica was stunned when her sister revealed the encounter back in the grandmother\u2019s estate.\n \u201cYeah, Jess! It\u2019s unbelievable. The woman we just robbed is our GRANDMOTHER! Let\u2019s go and find out further.\u201d\n They talked to the old woman, apologizing for stealing from her. Mrs. George apologized, too, because she never knew of their existence.\n \u201cMy daughter and I had several problems. She was boy-crazy and didn\u2019t pick the right men. She cut me off eventually, and I didn\u2019t even know where she moved to. I thought it was best to let her come to me later,\u201d their grandmother explained.\n They talked more, and the old woman told them to stay in her house. They took a DNA test a few days later to confirm, and Mrs. George promised they would never have to steal again.\n Nine months later, Mrs. George passed, and Madison and Jessica inherited her house and the entire estate, although it took a few months before they finalized everything.\n \u201cIf we had known about her before, we could\u2019ve lived this life all along,\u201d Madison cried, and Jessica ran to her arms.\n \u201cInstead, we burglarized our grandmother\u2019s house,\u201d Jessica cried and laughed, tightening her embrace.\n \u201cBreaking into this house was the best thing we ever did,\u201d Madison said. \u201cSo, thank you. 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