Harry walked up to the antique chest of drawers, slid open the top drawer, pulled out an item, and with an exaggerated flourish, waved it about in the air. “Do you remember this?” he said to his little sister.
“Oh my God, Harry,” Elaine said. “Is that the slate tablet that Dad used to teach us the alphabet and arithmetic?”
“Yes,” Harry said, “I found it in this old chest of drawers yesterday and couldn’t wait to show it to you.”
Elaine gazed at the antique tablet. “Seeing that brings back so many memories of Dad from when we were kids,” she said, her eyes welling up. “I do miss him, Harry.”
“So do I, Elaine,” Harry agreed.
“Do you mind continuing to go through his stuff on your own?” Elaine asked. “Because Dad died intestate, I need to go see the lawyer to sort things out and I want to see what we can do to avoid probate court.”
“Sure, go ahead,” Harry said. “I certainly don’t envy you for having to deal with all that legal mumbo-jumbo.”
Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt, “Choose an Antique.” Also for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (chest), Your Daily Word Prompt (flourish), Word of the Day Challenge (gaze), and Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (envy).
This, That, and the Other 
I learned a new word, intestate.
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You’re welcome. 😉
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Having a word like that makes it rather official and ominous sounding (for good reason). As far as I know, my dad didn’t have a will. But he, for instance, signed a deed of transfer upon death (if those are the exact words technically) for his house (and land with lake).
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Very well written.
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Thank you Sadje.
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You’re welcome 😇
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Good take on the prompts!
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Thanks.
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You’re welcome.
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