My stepmother sl:ammed the door in my face after telling me, “Your father was bu:ried without you.” I didn’t scream, I didn’t beg; I walked straight to the cemetery with my prison clothes still in my backpack. But there I discovered there was no grave… only a secret letter that could destroy it.

The door slammed shut in my face with a sharp click.

I didn’t yell or scream. I just turned around and walked all the way to Pinecrest Cemetery. My dad always told me he wanted to be buried right next to my mom, so I needed to go see his name on the headstone.

An old gardener stopped me near some big trees.

“Who are you looking for, young man?” he asked.

“Camden Dennis,” I replied. “His wife told me he’s buried here.”

The old man looked at me with sad eyes.

“You’re Finnley, aren’t you?”

My chest suddenly went cold.

“How do you know my name?”

The gardener looked over his shoulder toward the main gate and lowered his voice.

“Because your dad asked me to give you this if you ever came looking for him.”

He pulled out a yellow envelope from his jacket. Inside, there was a letter and a small key that said: STORAGE UNIT 108.