This is a fictional story for the Sunday Scribblings prompt ‘Regrets’.
Being of sound mind and body I hereby bequeath all my worldly assets to the following:
The Sansbore Foundation
That’s it. They get it all. The only regrets I have, are that I lacked the courage to tell all of you to your faces how much I loathed spending my ‘Golden Years’ being abused by my loving family. They say you can’t take it with you, but I can make sure you get nothing. And don’t try to sue to overturn the will, it won’t work and you’ll regret going up against my lawyers. So for the last time….
By Rose D. Kaye, January 30th, 2009