All of my relatives and I were at my Grandma's funeral standing around and talking to everyone who had come to pay there respects. I walk over to say hi to my cousin Becky when randomly she asks me my shoe size. That was a weird question to ask at a funeral. Anyway, I told her that I wore a size six and then asked why. She replied with another question. "Do you like these shoes I'm wearing?", she asked. I answered with an immediate, "Yes, I love them". To my surprise she then asked me if I wanted them and the rest is history.
I know it's not a very exciting story but I could not just throw the shoes way that have hung on for so long with out doing something. So I took a picture of the poor shoes and this is all I could think of to do.
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