For twenty years, the children of Mrs. Adeline McCarthy impatiently waited for their wealthy mother’s death. Finally, the crazy old woman succumbed to a lingering illness. Harold and his sister Lizzie listened as the lawyer began reading the will.
“For the record, I am reading the last will and testament of Adeline McCarthy, dated September 1, 2017.
Both children gasped in horror! A recent change must mean one or the other would receive less than expected. Some devilry must be at work.
‘…to my son, Harold. Your love of money did not go unnoticed. Therefore, I leave you $1.00. Use it wisely.”
Harold glared at Lizzie with accusing eyes. He always knew she was a conniving woman.
“…and to my daughter Lizzie. You love animals; therefore, I leave you my priceless fox stole. May you wear it proudly to your P.E.T.A. protests”
Unable to contain himself, Harold blasted. “What about the money!”
“There is no money. Everything went to charity before she died. Frankly, you both got more than you deserved.
Harold raised an imaginary glass of champagne. “Cheers Mother, may you rot in hell.”
Turning to his hysterical sister, he chuckled. “fox stole… that is priceless.”
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