Daddy was a voracious reader and had a huge collection of books in his library. He would often tell me not to sell or donate his treasure without reading each one of them, once he was gone.
When daddy passed away, I picked one of his favourite books to read. I found a few currency notes in different pages. At first I thought it was mere coincidence but I realised soon that he had meticulously hidden a greater part of his savings in his books.
Daddy left his treasure of wealth in his treasure of knowledge for me. Literally!
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