"When you were still a baby, your mother took out a life insurance policy which named me the beneficiary." Vanessa frowned in confusion at the direction the story was taking. "When she died I … couldn't stop thinking about how she'd lost her life. To me that money was not something that I wanted possession of. So what I did was I put it in the bank … for you."
Vanessa's mouth parted in confusion. Was her grandmother telling her that she had a trust as well as the money from her mother's life insurance policy?
"When you first came to me you were so lost. I wanted to give you something to focus on, something that would show you that your mother loved you very much-"
"My trust … " Vanessa whispered.
"There is no trust. Your mother had a savings account with fifty-two hundred dollars in it
