Family sits quietly at Dad’s funeral service. Incense burns, calming the nerves. My brothers and sisters have their heads down, praying, I assume. The eulogy reflects on the acceptance of Dad into heaven and his resting in peace. But when family gathers and reads his will, all Hell breaks loose.
Charles is originally from New York and is now retired and residing in Texas with his wife. He likes playing chess and writing flash. Check out his other stories at 101 Words, Friday Flash Fiction, Microfiction Monday Magazine.