This garage is locked.
Makes sense.
We need a key.
Makes sense.
Ask your aunt.
I did.
And?
Makes no sense.
It HAS to be in the house.
There are at least seventy keys right here
on this shelf.
It will be a small one.
Try this one......
Where’ve you been?
In the garage.
That first key of hundreds worked?
Yep.
Miracle.
Meant to be.
And?
I worked my way down one wall, up and down,
especially down. I saw a pile of yellowing newspapers. The
top one said ‘The Kiss”.
Princess Di and Prince Charles?
My Aunt loved the royals.
Anything else?
This.
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