Toms strange inheritance
“And finally, for Thomas,” the notary said, adjusting his glasses again. He reached into the folder and pulled out a thin envelope. “You have been left ownership of a trailer. Located in rural Texas.” He placed a few faded photographs on the table—a rusted, lonesome-looking train car sitting in a field. “Here are the keys. Address is on the back. And that’s all.”
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