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The Inheritance – Friday Fictioneers

Good afternoon, dear readers!  Welcome to this week’s edition of Friday Fictioneers.  A challenge, to be sure, to tell a whole tale in 100 words or less.  It is doable.  Truly.  I’ve been participating for over a year now.  It’s a lot of fun.  Our fearless leader Rochelle sends us a photo and man, you would not believe how many directions one image can take in the hands of all these diverse writers.  It’s great.  This week, we needs must acknowledge J. Hardy Carroll for supplying this image.

Should you wish to participate, click on Rochelle’s name for the rules and regs – truly, not complicated… A full story, beginning, middle and end in 100 words or LESS.  Acknowledge the photographer and Bob’s your uncle!

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Genre:  Fiction (Wishful Thinking?  A girl can dream, non?)

Word count:  Toujours 100 exactement

The Inheritance

The phone rang at 6:00 a.m.

“Bonjour, Monsieur Fred.  Zis eez Notaire Bluteau from France.  Your great oncle Tom ‘as passed away and you are ze sole beneficiary”.

“Me?  Uncle Tom lived in France?”

“Oui, oui, Monsieur.  Not only zat, ‘ee owned a vineyard in Provence and you are now ze propriétaire!  You must come to sign ze papers, as soon as possible.”

Excited beyond belief, Fred made his way to Châteaux Pompom in Arles to see his fabulous inheritance.

Vines as far as the eye could see, totally overrun with weeds; a house, right, so, at least he had land!

68 thoughts on “The Inheritance – Friday Fictioneers

  1. I love the names.I’m not sure if I’d drink a wine form Châteaux Pompom. And does have Notaire Bluteau have a relative that fights with Popeye? And I’m assuming that Uncle Tom’s residence was more of a cabin….

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    • Ha ha ha! I am so glad you enjoyed, Trent! It is so funny how one’s subconscious works. I never consciously thought of Uncle Tom’s Cabin, nor Popeye!!

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  2. Quelle belle chance pour Fred! Or poor Fred, as the case may be. 😉

    I should be leaving you thins comment from my phone. I hit a wrong bouton a few days ago and ever since, all the prompt words are coming up in French. Type in Final — and they give you the option of Finalement. 😦

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    • LOL! Trop funny! Ah là là.. Fred may have his work cut out for him… but hey. I would not mind it! Well, if I had a willing partner to help out!


    • Dear Rochelle,
      I was determined to not go the sad route.
      As for Fred, he has more than he did before…😉
      Lords love,


  3. I agree with Sandra. It’s a cheerful note, indeed. 🙂 As a grower of fruit and vegetables, and a keen gardener in general, I know how quickly the weeds grow and take over a place! As for inheritances, they often come with hard work.


  4. Ah sadly- there is usually a catch. I was wondering if the call was going to end up being a scam. You know the ones – you’ve inherited thousands of dollars just send us $1000 to do the paperwork.

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  5. Ha, ha. I loved the French accent, Dale. I wonder if he could rent out the land. Uncle Tom either liked him or had no other relatives he did like. It sounds like he was hiding out from other family members if no one knew he was in France. Good writing. 😀 — Suzanne

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    • Maybe he was at that!! Or maybe he fell in love with some French girl who had herself inherited….😆


  6. Poor Fred. As Inspector Jacques Clouseau would have said “there is a time to laugh and a time not to laugh, and this is not one of them.” (that accent bought back memories of ze Inspecteur).

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  7. ‘Tis an unweeded garden that goes to see. Things rank and gross in nature possess it merely….
    Or, as ze French would no doubt say…. c’est merde! Mas l’histoire c’est magnifique!

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  8. Dale, I enjoyed the French accent. Of course, you’d do it so well.
    It added a lot to the character. I’d love the property, no matter the shambles. To live in France …. Ahhh – wee wee. Vineyards to grow grapes for wine – triple wee wee. I enjoyed dreaming with this one.
    Cheers 🍷
    Isadora 😎

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