My sister got the house with roses around the porch. Well, fine! I’d broken out of that slammer long ago. Aunt Tilly got the family silver. Fair enough! It has been their mother’s.
But why did I only inherit that photo of a grubby garage? This had to be a clue, the beginning of a treasure trail.
I was in high spirits when I set off for Wensleydale. Roper’s garage was a dump. But, inside those locked doors, I knew there’d be a link. There was. A jumble of engine parts and a note: “Get your life together.”
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I wonder what Aunt Tilly’s note said – and the sister’s. A neat story with the promise of another chapter or two.
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They didn’t get notes. They got assets. Thanks so much, Jilly
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Methinks you inherit that which you deserve!
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In this case, perhaps so. Thanks, Dale
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🙂
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Well done, Neil. That garage certainly doesn’t promise good fortune, does it?!! Great story.
Best wishes,
Rowena
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Thanks so much, Rowena
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If he stayed in Wensleydale, he’d now be quids in. It’s a great place. And as for the creamery, I love it, just like your story
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Thanks so much, Michael
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Oh, wow, the value you get from that word ‘slammer’ in your first paragraph! It tells us exactly what the man is like in his life of petty and incompetent criminality. Super!
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Thanks so much, Penny. I didn’t necessarily think of him as a criminal
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Oh, how fitting! I hope he took the advice, and the parts, and built himself a better life 🙂
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He doesn’t seem like one who readily takes advice
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You’re probably right–after all, you know him better than I do 🙂
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Nope. He’s nobody I know
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🙂
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What a fun way to get inheritance. Now all he needs is a spanner and manual! Well done Neil.
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Thanks, Mason
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Languishing while waiting for an inheritance is not the best life plan for anyone. Good story!
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Thanks so much, Jade
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You’re very welcome.
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A little too late?
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The father can always hope
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I hope it was more lucrative than just a blunt hint. Enjoyed this one. 🙂
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I think the pointed advice was all he got. Thanks so much, Terveen
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A sort of kick up the backside from the grave. Opportunity abounds.
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Like son, like father
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Somehow I don’t see him taking advantage of his bequest.
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No, he may not be predisposed to. Thanks, Sandra
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Dear Neil,
It sounds like he got what he deserved. Perhaps he’ll get his life together, but I have my doubts.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I have mine too. Thanks, Rochelle
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Ha! Maybe he’ll take it to heart…
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I wouldn’t bet on it
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Sounds like he needed that kick up the rear!
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He surely did
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Perhaps this is what he needs to make him consider his past and plan for the future.
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That’s the father’s plan, but something tells me it’s not going to work
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sounds like a good advice. he should take heed. 🙂
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He should. But he won’t
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Ouch! Then again, perhaps it is just what he needs if he lets himself see it?
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I doubt he’ll see it that way
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That’s a bit of a disappointment for him, isn’t it? Looks like the parents didn’t think too highly of him.
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He may have reaped what he sowed
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Well done, Neil. Indeed, the value of words are seldom appreciated. I hope it goes well.
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Thanks so much, Bill
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You are welcome, Neil.
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Good one. Seems like his parents are speaking to him even from beyond the grave. Great story! Merry Christmas!
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Thanks so much, Bear
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So, in short, it was … the beginning of a treasure hunt … only that the treasure he’d been hiding was … his own potential … 😉
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I like that reading of it
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🙂 me read sideways … 😉
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Alas, this could just push him over the edge into full-blown bitterness.
Pax,
Dora
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I don’t think he’s best pleased
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Nice. Made you look! I love this story so much, in part because I’ve occasionally been the called-out one who thinks, yeah, that was fair. LOL.
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Thanks so much, Anne
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