Jade’s curiosity ignited. “A hidden garden? That sounds like something straight out of a storybook.”
Following the sound, they reached the ancient oak, its massive branches dripping with moss. Beneath it, a shallow pool of water glistened in the moonlight. Maris set his detector on the damp ground and waited. After a few tense seconds, it buzzed.
Grandma Ruth’s eyes glittered with a mixture of nostalgia and mischief. “I’ve kept that key for years, waiting for the right hands to discover it. Come, I’ll show you.”
Maris’s eyes widened. “It’s… incredible.”
Jade nodded, her camera resting on her lap. “And now it’s our responsibility to protect it.”