
No One Visits Old Woman in Nursing Home Until Relatives Learn She Inherited $2.3m Fortune
I Was Forgotten—Then I Became a Millionaire, and Everything Changed I sat in my wheelchair by the window, watching the breeze move through the small garden outside the nursing home. Another year had gone by, and everything felt exactly the same. Quiet. Still. Forgotten. My daughter, Natalie, and her husband, Roger, hadn’t visited in ages. I couldn’t remember the last time I heard their voices. Sometimes I wondered if they remembered I was still alive. Six years ago, when I turned 80, my health began to fail. Things that used