I read the note tucked inside my front door,
“This was the first time I ever had to sign for a letter addressed to Occupant. I think this letter might belong to you. You may come get it this evening at the white house with the red door next to the sign with the lady painting.”
The letter was from my grandfather's attorney, which included a check for my inheritance,
Five hundred and eighty-eight thousand dollars.
I grinned from ear to ear. My heart raced with excitement. Spending this will be so easy. Caribbean Islands, here I come!
This is my submission for the flash fiction challenge hosted by Roger Shipp, Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner. He gives us a photo prompt and approximately 100-200 words with which we create our stories. Everyone is invited to participate. For more information, click here to read Roger's challenge post.
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