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Okert wasn’t a particularly fascinating man. His life was actually very ordinary by general standards. Except for his near manic obsession with his barrow. Yes, his barrow. An old wooden cart that he used to carry around his most treasured possession. His colleagues became accustomed to him lugging his wheeled wooden treasure chest with him wherever he went and even put up with his occasional demand for good parking space for it. The only problem, besides the rancid stench, was the skin slippage evident on the severed head perched atop the pile of limbs that used to be his wife.

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    Julie almost 6 years ago

    Shivers! Good drabble, Kate.

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    Horrorshow almost 6 years ago

    Welcome to drablr.com, Kate! :-)

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    Kate Gowers almost 6 years ago

    Niiiice. I like a lot.

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    Jane almost 6 years ago

    Wow, loved the twist! Well done!

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    Kate almost 6 years ago

    Wow thanks folks! Appreciate your comments :)

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