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. but there s something else as well. Grandma had a box at the foot of her bed, which she used as a linen chest. it s a bit tatty. she covered it with a rug, but it looks a bit like the one in your picture. You re welcome to it if you want it. only it had blankets in it, not tack. i had nothing to lose, Yes please Audrey, if you could hold on to it, i ll pick it up at the weekend. There were more than just blankets in there, much more and so began an odyssey of discovery i couldn t have imagined if i d tried. Dad had passed away a few years earlier, another victim in a lineage littered with heart attacks, so the hoard i discovered was as mysterious as it was startling. Weapons, loves, scandals and crime. Just how well did i know my father? Fact or fiction? This book became both. Stranger still, this is a book that leaves the reader knowing more than the author.