Murder From The Grave (Part 1, page 2 of 6)


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Part 1

‚Äč It didn't leave much but when she got settled in she would find a job and she was fairly sure that grandma would take care of Buddy. Buddy wasn't a bad boy but he sure kept you on your toes. His daddy use to tell him he had ants in his pants. He couldn't sit still if his life depended on it. The night the accident happened that took his daddy's life was a nice warm night with dinner out on the patio.

Then his work called and he was needed back at the office ASAP so off he left. He gave Buddy his favorite hug and kiss then it was Shiloh's turn for a hug and kiss. He was almost to the office when something strange happened and he lost control of the vehicle and went down an embankment and was mangled in the weckage. It took what they called the jaws of life to get him out of the car.

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