The Groundskeeper Handed Me My Father’s Secret Instead of His Grave

letter. By then your father was gone.”

“Gone where?”

She shook her head. “I don’t know. One day Reagan told the staff he had taken a turn. Next week she said he died in hospice out of state. Then she stopped returning calls.”

“Did you ever see a body?”

“No.”

That word sat between us.

No.

She pulled a breath in through her nose. “Your father called me once continue reading …