Jacob looked at the fools who had rushed to his house the very moment that they heard the clans were meeting. Why didn't they go there or inquire to know who had called them? Rather, they came to his house, even when they thought he was the one who had called them. Such stupidity!
"Since none of you have anything to lose to say, you may leave my house," he said. They may be family, but they never acted like it. He never saw them like it and they as well never saw him like it.
When George was alive, they all fawned over him but the moment he died, each one of them wanted one thing or the other, and very few remembered that an entire family was lost and those people were not here today. Everyone here was one of those greedy people.
In this family, they were related by blood. They were not a family.
If there was anyone whom he considered as family, that would be his son, Collins who was disappointing him right now.
