Friday Fictioneers – Last Will and Testament

ff060116‘…and now we reach the final item.’

The lawyer paused to take a sip of peppermint tea. The house, within which the assembled relatives sat, had already gone to a second cousin few had ever met. His 80% stockholding was now in the hands of five bowling buddies from the company mail-room.

‘My GX2012 Lear Jet with landing rights, storage and ten years of fueling and pilot fees paid in advance, I leave to my friend, Dylan.’

‘Dylan?’ enquired Aunt Agatha.

In a warm, quiet corner of the room, an old Labrador stirred briefly at the mention of his name.


These words form my entry into Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

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