Dylan has given us this line for this week’s challenge :
The pen wasn’t worth anything, but Maddie pocketed it anyway.
It would join the other little pieces she had collected over the years.
The Will was due to be read and everyone requested to attend. Maddie toyed with putting the pen back, but decided against it.
They were all seated in the drawing room, family on one side, staff on the other.
As expected, the house, stocks and shares, cars and the like went to family.
The gardener got the contents of the shed, though where he would put them was anyone’s guess as he lived in a flat, then came the afterthought that he could have the shed too.
The cook got the copper bottomed pans she swore by, and the housekeeper had her choice of bed linens and upholstery.
‘To Maddie,’ she sat bolt upright, ‘ I leave my collection of knickknacks and curios. She already has several of them (thinking I didn’t notice) but she was good company in my final years and hopefully she will appreciate them more than I ever did. I also leave her the gold fountain pen she bought for my birthday last year. I treasured it even though it held little value other than sentiment.’
She burst into tears.
He knew her so well, but never judged.