My Neighbor Dug Holes in His Backyard Every Weekend – Then the Police Suddenly Arrived One Morning

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“I just… don’t want you going there today.”

I drove to the cemetery and, as always, stopped at the same flower shop on the way.

Mrs. Bell smiled the moment she saw me. “White roses, Tom?”

“With lilies and lavender, Mrs. Bell. Same as always!”

She tied them with cream ribbon. I had given Evelyn that exact bouquet the day I proposed, back when we still continue reading …