The builders uncovered the shoes during the renovation. Hidden in the recesses of the basement behind a false wall, they did not know what to make of them. Worn and cobwebbed, the footwear looked to be a few decades old. Set aside, they were forgotten as the area was gutted for the new owners of the homestead. As the last wall was ripped down to make place for the new insulation, the owner of the footgear was found. The bones and leather-like skin covering was also dusty and cobwebbed. Renovations ceased. The ire of the clients knew no bounds.
Who do you think the bones belong to?
© Colline Kook-Chun, 2017
(This post was inspired by Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. The challenge asks for bloggers to write a story in 100 words or less in response to the photo prompt.