Seven Doors into My Mind or Retribution Served Cold
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They could see it through the chocolate colored water. Just the outlines at first, but they could see what looked like the outline of a door. It had rained steady for the last two day and nights and the creek had been dangerously close to leaving its familiar perimeter and spilling her waters into the few homes scattered near her banks. The water had been receding and as it did, it gave up her treasure as Bob and Michele looked at it with some surprise.
“It probably came from somewhere upstream,” Bob said. “There is always someone’s' trash coming down from the yards further up.”
Michele nodded in agreement and said, “it is strange though don't you think? I mean a door floating down and now it is resting at the bottom. The water is still moving fast, you would think it would still be going until it came up against the dam.