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- Sep 15, 2013
They had received the letter by courier a few days ago. They had been named of recipients of ... something in German ... in a distant relation's will.
They had to drive to the next state to meet at the attorney's office to pick it up.
They all sat in confusion as the assistant to the attorney brought out ... a cube.
The assistant shrugged. "We don't know what it is either. But maybe you can show it to a museum or something." He had the father, Dave, a man with balding hair and graying temples, and a bit of a paunch pushing out his polo shirt, sign the paperwork before they are allowed to leave.
Dave got into the car, with James climbing into the back seat.
Dave looked into the rear view mirror at James, the lanky young man about to graduate college, with his faded T shirt, and stringy hair that was perpetually unkempt.
"You think the ladies found a motel?" Dave asked James. "This paperwork took forever?"
They had to drive to the next state to meet at the attorney's office to pick it up.
They all sat in confusion as the assistant to the attorney brought out ... a cube.
The assistant shrugged. "We don't know what it is either. But maybe you can show it to a museum or something." He had the father, Dave, a man with balding hair and graying temples, and a bit of a paunch pushing out his polo shirt, sign the paperwork before they are allowed to leave.
Dave got into the car, with James climbing into the back seat.
Dave looked into the rear view mirror at James, the lanky young man about to graduate college, with his faded T shirt, and stringy hair that was perpetually unkempt.
"You think the ladies found a motel?" Dave asked James. "This paperwork took forever?"