At My Father’s Graveside A Gravedigger Revealed The Coffin Was Empty And Handed Me A Key To The Truth

head rather than in his mouth.

“Stop fooling around,” I said.

He did not smile. He slipped something cold into my hand. A brass key, small, with a numbered metal tag attached: Unit 16. Then he said, very low, “Don’t go home. Go to Unit 16. Right now. Safelock Storage, out past the highway.”

Before I could respond, my phone buzzed in my coat pocket.

I pulled continue reading …