An old man would live at Nebraska. He need to spade for potatoe crop but, it was too hard job. His only son David could help but, he was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and explained his condition:
Dear David,
I feel too bad because of I couldn't my own potatoe garden. I'm too old to dig the garden.
If you had been here, my troubles will have finished. I know that you complete my garden for me.
Love, your father.
He took a letter from his son after a few days later.
My dear father for God's sake don't dig the garden, I had burried the corpses.
Love, David.
The day after, in the morning at four a.m. FBI and local police came and digged all the area, but they found nothing at the garden.
They went by apologize from the old man.
Same day, the old man took another letter from his son.
You can dig the potatoes now. I did the best I could at this conditions.
Love, David.
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