My Husband Lied About His Trip—Then I Caught Him Digging a Hole Behind Our Lake House
When Adam said he was going to Portland for a work conference, I didn’t think twice. But when plans changed and I brought the kids to our lake house for the weekend, everything unraveled. His car was in the driveway. And in the backyard, I found Adam digging — a deep, grave-shaped hole. He looked up, panicked and pale, yelling, “Don’t come closer!” But I did.
That’s when he told me the truth. He’d never left town. His father, slipping into senility, had confessed a strange family story: that Adam’s great-grandfather had been buried behind the lake house — secretly, after a scandal robbed him of a proper funeral. Adam hadn’t believed it at first. But something about the story haunted him, so he dug.
And what he found was real — bones wrapped in old cloth, the skull staring up through layers of time. Trembling, Adam shared…
