The fire exploded, and rained hot metal over floors. Panic spread through the plant. As people rushed in confusion, feel unconscious, and died. Janice Argent lay crumpled on the floor. Cuts open on her body. Janice watched as the chemicals found their way into body. She lay their watching her only son Rudolph dying slowly.
âRudolph, baby hang on. Help will be here shortly just hold on. Momma will make it all right againâ she said, her voice barely audible even to herself. The last thing she saw before the world went dark was a picture of her grandson Charles. She thought what a handsome boy he had become. Then the world went black.
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Sheri Argent hurried through the house. After almost a year since the accident that had claimed her husband, her mother-in-law, was finally ready to become part of the family again. Unlike most in-laws Sheri got along very well with her late husbands mother and the children adored her. Young Charles was becoming an even more impressive figure of a man than his father had been. He was such a shy boy though. Then little Hannah had blossomed into womanhood with splendid results. She was certainly going to be turning heads. Young, little, she thought. They were each twenty-four and eighteen now. Well no time to doodle she thought.
âChildren hurry up have the servants bring down your things and get into the limo. Your Grandmother is finally ready to renter the world after her ordeal and Iâll not have us keeping her waitingâ she spoke with authority. Argents never yell, her husband had been fond of saying and she had taken that saying to heart. While she did project well and with authority, she never yelled.
Charles came striding down the stairs first...a small duffel bag around his shoulder, and a hanging bag in his other hand. He walked purposely in his charcoal gray suit, white shirt, and emerald tie. Sheri Argent took a moment to study her son. Charles was tall with deep coppery orange hair. A bit on the thick side, but with a warm smile, hazel eyes and a kind gentle sprit. She was proud of her boy and it showed in her smile, as his 6â2 frame walked up to her. Hanna came next her baby. In her school uniform...Janice always got so proud when she saw her granddaughter in her old schools uniform. It was a nice touch. Yes her little girl was growing up. Hannahâs chest budding out nicely, the last two years of volley ball and field hockey toning and further defining her body making her every manâs wet dream.
âCome on short stuff, letâs move along...or did you pack so much you canât carry your bags againâ Charles teased her; Sheri knew he loved his sister. They really got on quite well but he did love to aggravate her.
âJust because the rest of us didnât get your, your freakish size, doesn't mean we are small.â Sheri had to suppress a giggle at that. Like Sheri and Janice, Hannah was never going to be a tall woman. Sheri stood at five feet even, and Janice stood at a mere five two, so Hannah was going to do well to meet the five foot mark. For some reason fate had made Charles a physical giant in the family. Rather tall to most people with the diminutive size of the rest of his family he was a Goliath.
âAll right you two, lets behave please. Now letâs be off. Charles Keep that Tie where it is. I donât want you loosening it like you normally do, or undoing the button underneath it. Your not at the office now, here I and your Grandmother are in chargeâ she said with true Argent authority
âYes Motherâ he said as he bent down and kissed her on the forehead, as Hannah smirked at the sight of the giant being lectured by the elf. Their things were packed and they settled in for the short drive to their Grandmothers house.
They pulled up to the large estate; it was the family cottage home.
The house stood three stories tall, and no telling how many square feet. As they all approached the double front doors, the doors swung open like a scene from a Frank Cappra movie...and they entered to see Janice Argent standing there in evening gown with servants at the ready to collect their bags.
As they entered, Sheri couldnât help but notice how tight the gown was on her voluptuous mother in-law. The gown was quite out of character for Janice. She was, or had been so conservative in her dress before. Then again...seeing her only son die, and nearly dying with him, she could be expected to change. As they walked in Janice gave them each a big hug. Charles first, pressing her large chest deeply into his. Next Hannah, was it her imagination or did Grandma just run her hands along the sides of her breasts. Finally, Sheri, as Janiceâs hands accidentally gave her ass a small squeeze as they hugged.
âWell now my children, letâs all retire to the dinning room and have a bite of supper and catch up on old timesâ Janice announced to them. Janice gave them all a warm smile they remembered as she said, Go on dears, I just need to give the staff a few last instructions and
Iâll be right behind you.â They turned and walked to the dinning room as she said something quietly to the butler and then turned to follow them. Watching the firm backsides of her daughter-in-law, and granddaughter as she went, her lips tuned into a glaring grin that would put a b-movie villain to shame.
They were all seated as the soup was served. They talked mostly of trivial things during dinner. What Hannah was doing at school, was
Charles seeing someone, a question that had him blushing. It never ceased to amaze Hannah. He big brother went toe to toe with Bill Gates, Donald Trump, and Ted Turner on almost daily biases as the head of Argent International and held his own. Yet, simply asking him about a girl or give him a compliment away from the board room and he blushed and became embarrassed as if he were fourteen again. Finally dessert was finished and Grandma turned to Charles and got a serious look on her face.
âCharles I just want you to know what a wonderful job I think your doing with the company. I donât think your father or Grandpa ran it as well, and certainly couldnât have done it this well at twenty-four yet when several competitors are showing signs of recession we are expanding and showing huge profits. Rudolph and your Grandpa would be extremely proud she said with a painful smile, as she leaned forward and patted his hand.