Inheritance Envelope 7
Envelope 7 So, there I was naked and hairless from the neck down as I left the clinic. I was trying to embrace the naked and the new normal in it. The nurse had been waiting for me when I got there. She, of course, had been watching and could have gotten me from the car earlier. She seemed indifferent as she held out the envelope box. But, I suspected she enjoyed letting me sleep knowing I was adding to my sentence. The seventh envelope read, "Naked". I was once again asked to go...