Open Arms

One morning, Damion abruptly entered his grandfather's study and demanded his inheritance ahead of time, without the slightest hint in advance. Reluctantly, after failing to convince his grandson that this was a horrible idea, the grandfather gave him what he wanted with sadness evident in his features. Once Damion packed his bags and stuffed them in his Italian sports car, he started tearing up the open highways and making his way to the luxurious Beverly Hills. He stayed in extravagant, penthouse suites with astonishing views, threw the most electrifying parties anyone had ever seen, and ate at only the finest, five star restaurants like crowned royalty. Eventually, though, his money had run as dry as sand paper, forcing him to get a job at a fast food chain and making him realize all of the terrible mistakes he had made. (139) With no job, money, or a car, since he had to sell everything he owned to get by, Damion was forced to walk the dimly lit streets alone to thumb a ride home. After hours upon hours of seemingly endless trekking, a charitable, young man finally pulled over and politely offered to give the stranger a ride to wherever he needed to go. As soon as they reached his old home, Damion ran towards his grandfather's house with the speed of light, storming through the door and pleading to see him. Immediately after he found his grandfather, he fell to his knees and began to weep tears of genuine remorse, begging for his forgiveness and the opportunity to be a servant in his household. The kind, elderly man almost cried aloud in joy to see his grandson safe in his home once again and warmly embraced him. Wasting no time, he made every call in the book and threw him the welcome home party of the century. (167) During this heartwarming reunion, Damion's older brother had been returning home from a tireless day of work at the family's law firm. Completely burnt out from the difficult case he had been working on, he gladly gave the keys to their