When Alice’s grandfather died, she felt like her heart had shattered. She had been by his side through everything—his diabetes, arthritis, and lonely winters. Her brothers, Jake and Ashton, had long moved on to flashy careers and rarely visited. So when the will was read, Alice expected little… but not this little.

Jake and Ashton inherited Grandpa Bill’s house, worth $180,000.

Alice? Just an old barn on a half-acre of land. No farmland. No cash. Just a crumbling structure she hadn’t stepped inside in years.

Her brothers smirked. Ashton even laughed. “She gets the barn?”

Alice’s cheeks burned with shame, until the lawyer handed her a letter. It was from Grandpa Bill.

“The most valuable things in life aren’t always the most obvious ones,” he’d written. “Trust yourself. Go to the barn.”

She did.

She expected dust, rot, and more disappointment.
What she found instead… took her breath away.

Maybe Grandpa hadn’t left her behind after all.

Maybe he left her exactly what she needed—
A second chance wrapped in weathered wood and memory.