Tears filled her eyes instantly as she said, “The night before Mom died, she told me you shouldn’t trust Grandma… and she said she hid a blue suitcase in the garage…”
My blood ran cold.
That immediately caught my attention.
For a second, I honestly thought I’d heard her wrong.
“What?”
Lucy started crying harder.
“Mom said if something happened to her, you’d understand after you found it.”
I stared at her, speechless. My wife had never spoken badly about my mother before. Sure, they’d had normal disagreements sometimes, but nothing that severe.
Still, Lucy looked genuinely frightened.
“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” I asked gently.
“I was scared because I thought you wouldn’t believe me.”
Her words shocked me.
I stared at her, speechless.
I told the kids to keep packing while I went into the garage.
***
The place looked untouched since Sarah’s death. I hadn’t had the strength to clean it.
