My Elderly Neighbor Died — After His Funeral, I Received a Letter From Him Revealing He’d Buried a Secret in His Backyard 40 Years Ago

I used to believe I could spot a lie from a mile away.

My mother, Nancy, raised me on straight lines and straight talk. Keep your porch clean. Keep your hair brushed. Keep your secrets buried so deep no one ever stumbles over them.

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