
Martin sat there staring at the key. It was like it was speaking to him, or somehow daring him. It sat next to the cedar box in his sister’s living room. “Look in the box when I’m gone,” she’d said. Cindy passed away last week from pancreatic cancer at 35. Her passing had been hard on him and he wasn’t sure today was the day to do this. He grabbed the key and opened the box. Inside lay a note that read:
When you find this my spirit will finally be free.
We were both adopted from different families. So what?
What a revelation!
They say that the truth shall set you free…