Damaris’ eyes locked upon the pair of shoes that were roughly strewn on the road. Robb, her husband, slowly walked up to them and picked one up.
‘I can see blood stains on the road starting from here,’ he said.
‘But why would they take off the shoes?’ she pondered. Robb dropped the shoe from his hands at this point and it fell upside down about a meter away from its twin. Damaris winced. The shoes, they disturbed her. A lot!
‘Well these shoes are really heavy,’ Robb continued, ‘So I presume he took them off to run faster, but that would mean he was being chased by something or someone.’
Damaris thought for a second. ‘A wild animal perhaps?’
Robb shrugged and pulled out his mobile to call 911.
Damaris meanwhile set about arranging the shoes neatly side-by-side on the road. There, that’s much better!
Robb grunted. Her OCD did not surprise him anymore.
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