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

An hour passed.

My arms ached, my back screamed, and my knees were about to give out when…

The shovel hit metal.

“Oh, Eleanor. What’s in here?” I muttered to myself.

I dropped to my knees, my heart pounding. The chest was rusted but intact.

I hesitated, then opened it.

Inside were folders, faded and creased. I pulled out the top sheet: Caleb’s birth certificate… but with a different last name.

Then there were guardianship papers and emergency placement documents.

I read through each page until I read a line that made my mouth go dry. “Suspected abandonment.”

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