I Went Back to My Hometown to Dig Up a Childhood Time Capsule — but the Whispers About My Best Friend Made Me Hesitate
I drove into my hometown with a heavy heart and a trunk full of cardboard boxes. I told myself I was here to help my mother downsize and move closer to my sister, but I knew the truth. I’d come for a promise I’d sealed beneath weathered wood and childhood laughter thirty years ago. When