Aunt Sal's Death: A Short Story

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“When I die” Aunt Sal quips loudly “I want something important for my obituary.” She looks up, her eyes following the electrical lines which run directly over the swimming pool in her backyard. I used to dream about those wires crashing down while I swam laps and for a while I refused to swim in Sal’s pool. But, now, I figure that I’m more likely to pick up an exotic disease there than have an electrified wire snap apart and fry me to death. Sometimes, you just have to narrow your fears down to a few major ones. Otherwise, life gets too damned complicated. I’ve narrowed my fears down to the big three: flying, chiropractors, and Sheldon catching me with another man–innocent or not.“That’s why I decided to join the Board of Eminent Domain,” Sal added thoughtfully. …show more content…

Sal shrugs. “I don’t know, I was just appointed. My first meeting’s next week.” “They condemn your property,” I interject, “And then they snatch it from you for a song for government purposes.” “Over my dead body!” Sal screeches sassily. “Not on my board.” “That’s the general idea, your reason for being, Sally-baby” I jump in saucily. Ruby leans her head back and closes her eyes languidly. “Hardly seems fair government officials coming in willy-nilly and taking your land.” “Well, all I can say” Sal said. “I’m gonna be a watch dog. See that no one gets ripped off.” Sal added strongly. I jumped in, “Like the Winnehaha deal?” Sally quipped, “Well, at least they built something fun, not just another old road!” Ruby sits up, and asks, curiously. “What’s ‘Winnehaha’?” “Long story,” I answer, sighing. I add “Indian tribe claimed some land and a lake out by the airport.” I tell her about the casino and theme park. Ruby asks,

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