Chapter 24 - The Quiet LegacyOne afternoon, Eleanor asked Sarah to accompany her to the mansion’s rear garden, where yellow roses were in full bloom.

Eleanor sat in her wheelchair, watching the butterflies flutter over the petals, holding her wooden cane across her lap.
"Sarah," Eleanor said gently, "do you know why my husband carved this cane out of oak?"
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"Because oak is strong, Mrs. Eleanor," Sarah replied, kneeling beside her.
"No," Eleanor smiled, shaking her head softly. "Because oak trees grow slowly, enduring winter blizzards and summer droughts, becoming stronger with every storm. People are the same, my dear. You proved your strength when you stood between me and that cruel woman."
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