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Dead Mans Shoes

Harry has lived with us the entire eight years. We did not know that agreeing to keep his shoes here was a big deal. One day my husband said “I am throwing these oud!” “We promised his widow!” I shrieked. It was her one requirement when she sold us this house. The next week was a nightmare. I got carjacked. My husband lost his job. One of our dogs got hit by a truck. “It was those shoes!” I told my husband. “Get them back!” We tried, but they were long gone. Every week got worse and worse. We separated, eventually divorced. I remarried, and we tried to buy a house. “That was Charlie’s hat,” the seller told us. “Leave it in the closet, or….” I ran out screaming.

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Date: 6/18/2022 8:42:00 PM
Shoe-r wish you could have gotten those shoes back!
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Date: 6/17/2022 1:01:00 PM
A nicely twisted ending there Caren. What size were the shoes???
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 6/17/2022 2:38:00 PM
Size 13
Date: 6/17/2022 11:00:00 AM
OMG...talk about omens or harbingers. I would have run out screaming, too. Don't take any chances, I say.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 6/17/2022 2:39:00 PM
My daughter and her husband bought a house. The widow's husband's hat was in the closet. She asked them to keep it there and they did; it always unnerved me.