Chapter Three
The Trunk: s****l Excesses Explained My New Lifestyle.
I did exactly as Harold had advised and sat in father’s second floor study, at his desk that looked out of the large bay window, to open the letter. There was much within that letter, which I do not intend to discuss, but there were also the instructions to locate ‘the trunk’, or box. Father had explained exactly how and I followed his instructions to the letter, you might say. Within the upper drawer I discovered that there was a plate of wood fixed to the desk’s underside, which I pushed. To my left a click sounded as a dowel poked out from the foreleg joint. This I twisted to the left, then as I applied pressure to the dowel, it withdrew. To my amazement the bottom two drawers swung open, not slid out as one would ex
