Jacob Dorst

The Inheritance

Daniel had not expected the room to be so heavily decorated with mahogany walls and regal furniture. The empty chair behind the desk had been cushioned with a deep maroon padding and complemented with golden armrests while the books that surrounded the room had been thick, old, and dusty. The young man had not known what to wear during such a formal meeting and so he wound up in the black suit ensemble that he had worn to his Grandfather’s funeral ten months ago. The outfit had seemed fitting the morning prior when considering the purpose of the appointment, began to wonder if it isn’t morbid.