Twenty-five Million Dollars!!!!

I landed at JFK at 1:30am. I am so tired. I just need to go home and crash. I really need to take a personal day. Since father died I haven't had a day off work. Three years I worked non stop. I never wanted to take any because I felt like it was betraying my father. Work was the only piece of him I had left. The only thing that kept me sane. I think the company can handle two weeks without me.

"Ma'am welcome home"

"Thanks, Jahid" I stepped into the car and we drove to my house. I decided to look at some of my emails from my assistant. I hadn't checked on then a lot since I left. She left a bunch of stuff about calling the publicist. I wonder what that is about now. I will call them later if it is so important.

Soon enough we got to my house and the doors were open for me. I walked in and started for the stairs but something caught the corner of my eye.

White roses!