Friday Fictioneers is a weekly blog link-up based on a photo prompt. The Challenge – write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle, and end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.) The Key – make every word count. Up to the challenge? Join in!
The Safe Call
I was the only one still speaking to Auntie Dottie when she died. “She ain’t right,” they all defended. She was just reclusive, but if you could stand the silence spending time with her wasn’t all that bad. Anyway, she died and then her lawyer called me. I didn’t even know she had one. “What’s a slum-renting old lady need a lawyer for,” I wondered. He told me she said to take the old mirror in the bathroom and to remember the numbers 4871. Turns out she was also a money-grubbing tightwad and kept all her cash in a safe.
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