The inheritance

bjc3b6rn-6100-word Flash Fiction. #FridayFictioneers
A story inspired by this photo provided by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.


“What a god-damned dump!”

Ted hurled a whiskey bottle off the roof and sighed as it swished through the leaves below.

“Dad always was a real joker — a jerk!”

Battered gardening paraphernalia littered the terraces. Foliage poked through places where greenery had no right to poke it’s chlorophyll face.

“Twenty years I worked my ass off to keep Mom in a good home. I’m glad she lost her mind when she did because this would have unhinged her for sure to see what a lunatic he became.”

Forget a realtor. After the funeral tomorrow, he’d call a demolition crew.

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