Tag: Treasure hunter

Flash Fiction

The Rusted Key #WoWe

“Grace! Grace!Where are you, honey?” Each time the Longbottom family came to their ancestral island, Grace was found under the pole, staring at the rusted key hanging from it. She was told that her great-great-great-great-grandfather was a treasure hunter and this was the key to a treasure he couldn’t find and so he had hung …