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Instead of pulling in, she coasted past the house, straining to see better, and carandfather, shovel in hand The blade glinted in the sunlight as he lifted the tool, scooping dirt from what appeared to be a small mound and placed it onto the earth He worked for severalwith the effort

The key

GG’s letter flashed in her head

Go to my house and find the key tohidden therein a small metal tin, buried in the backyard under my daisies

Was he burying so it up? Could it be the key?

A lump of dread settled in the pit of her stomach

This was nothing, she told herself—a coincidence—but she knew better What were the chances on the very sarandfather would beat her to it?

CHAPTER ELEVEN

It couldn’t be the key he was looking for Right?

But as her eighty-seven-year-old grandfather out there in the round or hiding it?

“Uh, is everything okay?” Kaden asked

Abby blinked Glancing at him, she murmured “Um, yeah Sorry”

Pulling forward, she passed her grandparents’ property and parked in the neighbor’s driveway, a couple whoail kneell, and who she also kneouldn’t be home for a while since they both worked in the city

She killed the engine and motioned for Kaden to follow her “Come on”

She stepped out of the car and brought a finger up to her lips, signaling his silence before waving him on as she rateful for the cover of the huge, old maple trees and pines The branches blocked her fro her with a safe place to watch