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“Yes, Gran?” I asked gently, sitting down beside her.
Her eyes searched mine in a way that made my stomach tighten.
“There’s something in the garden,” she said.
I frowned slightly. “In the garden?”
She nodded weakly.
“Under the old apple tree. I buried something there years ago.”
A chill crept down my spine.
“What is it?”
Her voice dropped to a whisper.
“The truth about Karl.”
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