As though sensing something significant, my boar had been obstinately excavating in the same location for three days. When I discovered why, a shiver went down my spine.
I had been observing my boar’s peculiar behavior for three days. As though something hidden was beckoning to him, he continued to dig at the same spot.
I initially just chuckled since you never know what’s going through a pig’s mind. But I felt more concerned the longer he worked.
There was already a knee-deep hole in the corner of the pen, and the morning was peaceful with golden sunlight streaming across the yard. I repeatedly filled it, yet he continued returning to dig once again.
My nerves gave out by midday. I picked up a shovel and began excavating the area where he had been so resolute. The horse snorted as it stood behind me, practically encouraging me.
The shovel hit a solid object after a few minutes. My heart twitched. I pulled the dirt away to reveal mud-soaked, worn cloth. The material is thick and blue, resembling an ancient garment.
I felt a chill go through me. It was neither a root nor a stone. Long ago, something had been buried here. and obviously wasn’t supposed to be discovered.
I was having trouble breathing. Something squishy had been struck by the spade. I knelt down and used my hands to carefully remove the filth. Fabric appeared through the muck; it was a sleeve, not a sack or backpack. I flinched, my heart racing. clothing on bones.
I felt a wave of cold horror. I dropped the shovel, ran out of the pen, and called the police with shaking fingers. The words “I found a body in the yard” came out stutteringly.
The wait seemed to go on forever. Officers soon crowded the yard as patrol cars pulled up. They looked at each other, analyzing the view; they knew more than they said out loud.
I later heard them discussing how they had discovered the remains of a long-dead woman. They learned that the house’s former owner had vanished years ago. According to her spouse, she left and never came back. He sold the land and disappeared from town shortly after the case became cold
My boar had sensed her relaxation, and now everything made sense. Unable to believe I had survived this secret, I stood motionless.
The former owner is wanted, and the police have revived the case. Chester was the first to know the truth, and I can still hear the crunch of earth and his snort.
