"Is
that the post?" Estelle called.
"I thought it had already been."
Phil
shrugged and picked up the envelope.
"It's from the solicitors."
Estelle
jumped up. Her rich, spiteful uncle had promised he would leave Estelle £1000 in
his will. She had been waiting for
months.
'Your
legacy valued at £1000 is with this letter, according to the exact instructions
of our late client.' The letter read.
Estelle turned the page over and over.
There was nothing.
"He
always was a skinflint." She said bitterly.
Unheeded
in the wastepaper bin the perfect Penny Black sat smugly on the envelope.
Gosh, serves her right! Like the twist in the ending, very well done in so few words.
ReplyDeleteThank you - I'm really glad you liked it. WS xxx
DeleteWonderful.
ReplyDeleteI'm really glad you liked it. Thank you for commenting. Lyssa M x
DeleteLiked the story. Shame there was a 100 word limit. Would have loved more.
ReplyDeleteThank you, that is incredibly flattering. Lyssa M x
DeleteThat was divine justice, don't you think? It served her right, for it seems that if her poor dead uncle was a skinflint, she was certainly a greedy guts. I love your writing - it makes you ponder on it.
ReplyDeleteGod bless you,
Cheryl
Great vignette of a couple of interesting characters - and the twist ending delighted me! - TM
ReplyDeleteLoved your story and the twist at the end. Well done! ♥
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