Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 322

"Of course. That's a beautiful way to honor your mom." Ryder kissed my forehead. "Ready to see what's inside?

"I'm ready." I set the letter down and opened the car door, stepping into the humid Florida air. By the time I walked around the car, Ryder already had the key and was working on the lock. After years of weathering, the lock was a bit rusty, but he managed to open it.

Click. The lock opened, and Ryder pulled the door up. Everything was covered with sheets. Ryder grabbed the first sheet and pulled it off. It was hand-painted artwork in gold frames. They were of different people or landscapes. Ryder and I looked through the paintings until he stopped.

"Look at this signature." He pointed to the bottom. In the bottom right corner, Greer Harris was signed.

"Mom painted these?"

I had never known Mom could paint. These paintings... they were beautiful, with smooth lines and perfect use of color. Did I inherit her talent?

"I think this is where your artistic talent comes from." Ryder smiled. He let me continue looking through the paintings while he continued pulling sheets off other items.

• Behind the paintings were more art supplies, easels, and many different art books. It looked like Mom had studied art in college.

She had so many secrets... I knew so little about her. If she were still here, we could paint together, and she could teach me techniques. Now I could only learn about this other side of her through these remaining items.

"Xena, look at this." Ryder called from the back.

Walking to the back, there was a huge mirror. When Ryder opened it, it was filled with jewelry. "What's that envelope?" I asked, seeing an envelope taped to the top.

Ryder flipped through them. "That ring is worth a million dollars." Ryder pointed to a

you serious?"

ago it was worth a million. Today it

a box

at the one in my hand. "She hid a

"Now it's all ours."

clothes or different vases. There were fur coats and

that were definitely done by her mother or aunt. "What are we going to do with

home. Hang up some of them. Give Logan some. Keep the jewelry safe. We don't need the money. I put away the five million that went into the bank after your father died. We can do whatever

so no one

to store them in

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not a

but we actually could do that." Ryder looked

this. That was my mom's

place Mom wanted me to go. Maybe there, in the sound of the waves, I could feel her presence

lock up the storage unit, I realized all my dreams had come true. I didn't need

of Ryder, because of our upcoming child, because Mom had left me not just money, but love and memories. These

put his hand

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