Not a Clue by Jennifer Armor

It was the insurance policy that woke you up, though. The proverbial shock to the system. You found the life insurance policy secreted in the filing cabinet drawer where you were searching for the repair shop receipt for the Subaru. You could have missed it, but the envelope caught your eye. Robin’s egg blue in a sea of business white. Not filed precisely in the color-coded folder labeled - INSURANCE, LIFE - the way Walter stored essential documents. The folder after INSURANCE, HOMEOWNERS and before INSURANCE, MEDICAL.  Five-million to Walter when you’re dead. Your forged signature on the bottom.