The Police Said My Sister Was Dead. Last Night, I Broke Into The Cemetery To Dig Up Her Grave. Then My Phone Started Ringing. What Should I Do?

A Shelter from the Storm

Brandon frowned and pursed his lips in resentment. It was evident from the man’s face that he was 100% sure that his sister wasn’t laid to rest in that grave. Charles didn’t want to start a fight, so he looked at the sky.

“Let’s go to the Gatehouse. We can have some tea there. It looks like it’s going to rain soon, take my word for it. You don’t want to dig in the wet earth.”

But Brandon wasn’t about to give up. Clutching the shovel in his hands, the man continued to go deeper into the ground with redoubled energy. But no sooner had Charles Wood stepped back into the Gatehouse, the heavy raindrops started drumming on its roof.

A minute or two later, Brandon burst into the room, already soaked to the bone.

“That’s much better. Come on in, warm up a bit. Let’s have some tea. It looks like it’s going to rain all night. Not the best time to be digging up a grave.”

Charles said. Brandon smiled and sniffled; there was definitely some truth to the gatekeeper’s words, so he knew there was no point in arguing.

Mr. Wood deliberately didn’t ask any uncomfortable questions, having decided not to rush things and give Brandon the opportunity to start the conversation on his own terms. The man felt that there was some deep wound that the man was carrying around and which didn’t allow him to move on with his life. Having made tea, the gatekeeper sat down across from Brandon and got ready to listen.

Memories of the Farm

The man started from afar. He went back to the days when he was a little boy and played hide and seek with his sister among the dense cornfields of Ohio. Back then, life didn’t seem as complicated and didn’t require Brandon to worry about anything other than the situation at hand.

Brandon and Diana’s father worked as an agronomist on one of the village farms. He was considered a true professional in his line of work. Their mom ran a little farm that had several dozens of chickens, geese, a few sheep, and a cow.

Thus, Brandon learned to work early on in his life, and by the time he came of age, he knew how to use almost any agricultural equipment. Unfortunately, it was around Brandon’s High School graduation that the worst experience of his life took place. First of all, it was due to the tragic death of Frank Simons, whose life was cut short in a car accident.

The news of her husband’s death crippled the health of Brandon’s unfortunate mother, who ended up at the hospital just three days after the funeral. Pamela Simons had previously complained of chest pains, and the death of her husband only aggravated the situation. Brandon could never forget his mother’s pale face when she asked him to take care of his younger sister, anticipating her imminent death.

Pamela made sure to give her son advice while she was still lucid.

“Try your hand in the big city, son. Sell the farm; it’s not for you. The harvest hasn’t been enough recently even to cover the cost of sowing and cultivating the plot. And Diana needs to find a job she likes. She’s so beautiful; I don’t think working on the farm is right for her.”

Brandon’s eyes welled up with tears brought about by the realization that his life was great just one month ago, and now he was standing by his mother’s deathbed getting ready for the worst.

“Don’t worry, Mommy. I’ll take care of Diana. Just try to stay positive, please.”

Brandon whispered.

The Big City Struggle

Brandon didn’t know it at the time, but that conversation in March was the last time he would ever get to speak with his mother; she died an hour after her son left. Brandon took his mother’s death extremely hard, and everything that came afterwards was an extremely difficult challenge for the young man who suddenly became responsible not just for his own life but also for his younger sister Diana.

After the funeral, Brandon decided to change his life completely and, following his mother’s instructions, sold the farm. After all, Brandon and his sister moved to New York, which had always been the city of the young man’s dreams.

Of course, they had a very difficult time at first. The metropolis stunned them with its frantic pace of life, an abundance of problems, and the absence of any system. Back on their parents’ farm, Brandon and Diana knew every square inch of the cornfield they had been trained to care for since childhood, but it wasn’t the case with the big city.

The young people had to spend most of their earnings on rent. Brandon and Diana got jobs as a loader and a waitress respectively. The young people had to go through a lot before they could find something truly worthwhile.

Oddly enough, Diana was the first one to find a better option. Having taken a cutting and sewing course, she went on to get a job at a garment factory. Brandon, on the other hand, got by on odd jobs for about a year, working to the point of complete exhaustion.

Eventually, the man chose construction work as his main occupation, which became the single source of income for him. Meanwhile, Diana was clearly headed for success, and all thanks to her dedication and determination. Having won several competitions for young fashion talents, Diana quit her job at the factory and set off to work for herself.

The young woman from Ohio soon got noticed by several companies with worldwide reputations. Even bathing in the rays of glory, Diana never forgot about her deceased mother; it was thanks to her advice that the young woman decided to even attempt to find her place in the sun.