At My Husband’s Funeral, I Opened His Casket to Place a Flower — and Found a Crumpled Note Tucked Under His Hands

I leaned over and gently lifted his hands to tuck the stem between them.

That’s when I saw it.

A small white rectangle, tucked under his fingers. Not a prayer card. Wrong size.

Someone had put something in my husband’s casket and hadn’t told me.

I glanced around.

Everyone was in little clusters. No one watching me closely. No one looking guilty.

He’s my husband.

If there’s a secret in there, it belongs to me more than anyone.

My fingers shook as I slid the paper free and tucked the rose in its place. I slipped the note into my purse and walked straight down the hall to the restroom.

I locked the door, leaned against it, and unfolded the paper.

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