This fictional story inspired by a neighbor of mine is also not about your typical “Skeleton in the Closet” story.
This is a story about an older woman who hoarded the dead bodies of all the men she had killed over twenty years.
Not five or ten. Not twenty….48 skeletal remains were found throughout her house, in plain sight.
Odd/funny part is that these dead dudes were not hidden in the walls or under the floorboards, or buried in the Rose Garden, they were positioned throughout the house, everywhere, many In interesting/compromising positions.
As an example. There were three skeletons in the big jacuzzi tub, with their bodies arranged to look like they were having asshole to bellybutton sex.
Of course the dude in the front end of this menage a trois had his skeletal hand positioned to “handle” his own.
At the kitchen table, there were six skeletons playing poker.
She was a loner for sure and a very eccentric, wealthy old woman. She was 94 when she died.
After three weeks of mail in the mailbox, the local welfare folks finally sent the police over to do a wellness check.
Yes. Sirens and flashing lights time when authorities entered her home. She had been dead for a month.
Eventually, out of frustration, the cops use one of those battering ram things and bust down the front door and enter.
Imagine the look on their faces. Just in side the door in the entryway, a six-foot tall skeleton in a butler outfit is standing there with a sign hung around its neck that says, “MAY I TAKE YOUR HAT AND COAT SIR?
Postscript: Mrs. McDonald (the grandmother of a famous New Orleans chef), was known for her excellent sausage.
Postscript Two: Could be a screenplay.
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