A New Body Found Buzzing Softly in the Skeleton Closet

There is a closet, somewhere deep, where the stories that Breanne and I don't care to acknowledge, hide from the light of day.  They're the product of depraved minds, sick and twisted. Hopefully they are all fiction. We pray they're all fiction.  And yet, sometimes, I wonder...

Why am I telling you this?  We added another skeleton, buzzing softly, to the closet. Or more accurately, I had it