Today's OneWord: Silo

By the time I got to the silo, I noticed that all the feed for the cows was completely gone. This was strange to me because I had taken care of the grain and corn this morning, taking excellent care to feed the cattle perfect amounts so we had enough the next day without having to refill.

"Uncle Marty," I asked when I walked back to the barn, "where's all the feed?"

"Your aunt took it," he grumbled.

"What?!"

"Said it should be part of the divorce deal," he added with an ugly sneer.

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