The chest lay untouched.
All us cousins knew we weren’t to go near it. Grandma had made that clear. However, on a boozy night, our curiousity got the better of us. I accepted the dare to open it. There lay grandpa’s corpse, one eye staring at us.
A knife plunged through the other.
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Oops! 🙂
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Hahaha! XD
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Ah, was he killed for his treasure?
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Creepy
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Snooping never seems to find anything nice!
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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I got mine up too
https://recoveringknowitall.home.blog/2019/09/17/twittering-tales-154-vaudeville-returns/
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Yikes! That is some secret Granny was hiding!!!! 😳
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oops! haha 😀
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Okay, why would she keep that in the house?
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Ohh, that’s a pretty dark tale indeed. Great work, Nid!
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