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Your wealthy Uncle Bert has died and left you all of his money. At first you’re excited, as you’ve been living paycheck-to-paycheck your whole life, and this newfound money offers you endless possibilities. But, in his will, Uncle Bert left one big catch—and, if you don’t do it, all of the money is to be given to his unlikable friend, Fred. What is the catch? Do you do it? What happens next? Write in any genre and be creative.
PocketHikki
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Inheritance

Uncle Bert had always been the black sheep of the family. It’s no small secret; basically everyone in our family - from my mom to his mom - hated him. That’s probably why when he died last week, no one bothered to attend his wake or funeral except for me, the priest, and his one, creepy, and highly unlikable friend, Fred.

I never did understand how he and Fred became, or more importantly, remained friends, and I suppose I never will. And I was okay with forgetting about Fred and letting this mystery of the universe go unsolved until I got a voicemail from Tom Preston, senior partner at Preston and Wicks and my recently deceased uncle’s estate lawyer. Apparently, I had inherited something and I needed to see him right away.

I had just finished an eight-hour shift at McD0nalds when I got heard the message and I was pretty tired. Well, more like exhausted really, but the promise of an inheritance was too good to pass up. I worked a mediocre job for even less than mediocre pay and I could really use the money, so I called him back and set up an appointment for 3:00 pm next Thursday, on my day off, so I could drive an hour to Houston and then drive an hour back because this had to be done in person for some reason.

Now I can see why.

“…And those are the terms of the inheritance. Do you understand?” asked Tom Preston, the well-dressed man sitting across from me. He was an older gentleman, but imposing all the same. Is it because he’s a lawyer, or is it because I work at a McD0nalds? I’m not really sure; I guess that’s another mystery of the universe I probably won’t solve.

“I’m sorry; did you just say a hundred million dollars?” I asked in stunned disbelief.

“Yes,” he affirmed.

“A hundred million-”

“A hundred million dollars.”

“And if I don’t-”

“Then it all goes to Fred.”

“Hmm…” I pondered out loud as I weighed my options.

To be honest, I didn’t really like the condition my uncle set for his inheritance, but I really wanted the money and there was no way I was giving it all away to Fred, so I did as my uncle wanted and I joined the KKK.

Honestly, it’s not that bad. Everyone was really nice to me, and I even met a girl. We’re getting married next month.

Thanks Uncle Bert.

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