We Moved In with My Husband’s Grandmother to Care for Her – Before She Died, She Told Me About a Buried Chest That Would Reveal the Truth About Him

What else could I do?

Eleanor passed quietly the following morning.

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Two days after the funeral, my husband, Caleb, left for a work trip, settling into his routine as though nothing major had happened in his life. He said that it couldn’t be moved.

When I offered to go with him, he just shook his head.

The morning after he left, I stepped out into Eleanor’s garden with a shovel and a quiet ache in my chest. The apple tree stood crooked at the edge of the yard, its branches twisted together like they were hiding something.

I dug.

Then I dug deeper.

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