The abandoned suitcase

The other day when my husband and I went shooting,

I spotted this suitcase in the desert.

Being the imaginative person that I am,

I dreamt up all kinds of stories as to why it was abandoned.

The possibilities are endless,

and yet only the most morbid of scenarios stands out as the strongest.

I thought the suitcase was the perfect prop for a photo shoot,

but first,

I had to clear my mind of the scenario I dreamt up.

So, I asked my husband to check the suitcase to make sure it was empty.

Prior to his checking,

visions of a dead body cut up into little pieces danced in my head.

Can you blame me?

You hear stories all the time of the desert being used as a dumping ground for bodies.

Thank goodness, there was no such thing inside the suitcase.

There was a full name, address, and phone number though.

The curious side of me wants to research the person and check it out.

But I will leave it be.

And though the suitcase was empty,

it did have bullet holes scattered throughout.

Obviously it was being used as a target.

Or was it?