How did it end up this way?

It was the Day befor Christmas. I had plans on spending Christmas with my parents growing “lonely that their children are slowly but surely leaving them for college”, soon to find out they’re going on a cruise for the weekend.

They left the house to my Older sister Victoria and I, but of course her plane from Washington is running late so it’s all up to Me to get everything prepared.

I had ALOT of work todo, my parent’s peaceful old folk only had soft foods? What to feed the guest’s?

I diceded to attempt a Spam platter that is a tradition that has never been broken. I drove to publix, luckily I had a friend who gave me connections and saved me the last Spam. Her directions were to go to aisle 3 and retreive the Spam she placed, on the top on the back of the shelf.

I grabbed a cart, in no rush, and walked steadily to aisle 3. As I was turning the curve into the aisle I stumbbled across what felt like a human leg.

. . . to be continued