I put down Heather's diary and I looked in my drawer. I know that Heather gave me the address of her grandparents' house. I know she did last summer. Every summer, Heather and her parents went to her grandparents' place and stayed there for a week or two. She said that it was the only time that she would see her brother. No one knows that she has a brother, but I did. I know that she had. She always tells me how lucky she was that she has an older brother she can always lean on though he was really far away.
"Where the hell is it?" I asked. I looked at my old notes and I still couldn't find them. I know that I put it on something, but I can't remember where it is. All I can remember is the name of his brother, Franklin, Franklin Jones. Maybe it was in my box. I grabbed the hidden box insi
