
I Tried to Keep the Past Buried But My Grandson Dug Up the Truth Over Pancakes — Story of the Day
The Secret in the Garden Mornings in my house were never peaceful. They were loud, messy, and full of life. You’d hear footsteps running up and down the hallway, the ding-ding of Veronica’s phone while she posted photos and stories for her fans, and of course, the crash of something falling. That was always Bugsy—my cat—who believed gravity was his personal enemy and knocked everything off the shelves just to prove it. But that morning was different. It started with a scream. “Mom! Dad!” Mia’s voice echoed through the house