Fighting over INHERITANCE
She hated her sister more than ever. More than the time she cut Barbie’s hair. More than the time she poured the fish down the drain. This time, it was serious. This time, it was war.
An estate, stuck in limbo, determined who lived and who died on this battlefield. Both women were armed and ready. Their parents had taught them to fight this way in word and action and deed long ago. Now, with long gray hair and chicken bone legs, they stepped into the courtroom to take their final blow.
May the odds be ever in your favor.
-Juliana Laury
Why do I still live with my ex-husband? That’s a good question. My father always said he loved him as much as he loved me. I kind of think my father loved him more than me. Anyway, he stipulated in his will that we would jointly inherit his mansion, on the condition that we both sleep there at least five nights a week. If one of us ever moves out, the other gets to own the house outright – and can sell it.
But anyway, thanks for the bagpipe lesson! I can’t wait to get home and practice all night long!
-Jimmy Hartzell
