My Neighbor Asked to Use My Backyard for One Afternoon — The Next Morning, I Found a Massive Hole in the Yard and My Neighbor Had Disappeared

about a birthday party. He had known I would be gone.

He had planned around my kindness.

“I want to know what was in the container,” I said.

Officer Gerald’s expression tightened.

“So do we.”

The officers stayed for almost two hours. They took photographs, measured the hole, and asked me the same questions in different ways.

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