Cold Storage

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

It was not a job I was looking forward to!

Aunt Margret was always more than a bit eccentric, and she had that side to her which, well, let’s just say that more than one family member said they were happy she never had any children.

Her storage unit, which was my responsibility, was not pleasant.

Damn, I’d have to call the county about disposing of hazardous waste. And what was up, did she rob a pharmacy?

So there’s her dog Baxter!

What did that say on the mail package, something about remains?

We always wondered where Uncle Harry went…

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Word count = 100

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48 thoughts on “Cold Storage

    1. trentpmcd Post author

      Good advise, though I’m sure he is thinking a match “accidentally” dropped might be the best way to go – who knows what else, or who else, is buried in there!

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    1. trentpmcd Post author

      She was a hoarder, but very organized – there was a stack of boxes labeled “Harry’s summer clothes”, “Harry’s winter clothes”, “Harry’s work cloths”, “Harry”, etc. ;) I’m not holding my breath waiting for a pleasant surprise, but I am holding my breath….

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