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

took twenty minutes, which was enough time to arrive at several theories and dismiss every one of them. Earl was confused, or Earl was mistaken, or someone was using my mother’s phone, or I was experiencing the specific psychological collapse that apparently comes from grief when you stop holding it at arm’s length long enough.

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