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The last delivery

After a mysterious man delivers a package meant for Ellie’s long-deceased mother, she discovers a cassette tape revealing the truth behind a decades-old fire and a man wrongfully blamed. As secrets unravel, Ellie realizes her mother had been protecting a dark truth that someone finally came back to confess.

Jul 4, 2025  |   2 min read
The last delivery
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Rain tapped softly against the windows of the small-town diner as Ellie Rhodes poured the last cup of coffee for the night. It was nearing midnight, and the only customer left was a truck driver hunched over his pancakes, barely touching them.

Ellie glanced at the clock. Five minutes to close.

She was wiping down the counter when the bell above the door jingled. A man stepped in, soaked from the rain, holding a brown package under one arm. He looked vaguely familiar - older, tired, but something in his eyes reminded her of someone.

"Kitchen's closed," she said, brushing a damp strand of hair from her face.

"I'm not here to eat," he said. "I need to leave this with you. For Lila."

Ellie's heart skipped. "Lila?" she asked, stepping out from behind the counter. "That's my mom."

The man stared at her, blinking slowly. "She still live on Birchwood Drive?"

"Yeah? why?"

He hesitated, then set the package gently on the counter. "I owed her this a long time ago. Tell her? I'm sorry."

And with that, he turned and walked back into the storm.

Ellie stood frozen for a moment, staring at the box. Her mother had died five years ago.

She picked up the package and noticed it was damp on the corners but still sealed tight. The label read: To Lila Rhodes. Do not open unless you remember. The handwriting was shaky, but undeniably familiar.

Her hands trembled as she opened the box.

Inside was an old cassette tape, a photograph of her mother as a teenager - with the man from the diner standing beside her - and a small locket Ellie had never seen before. She turned the photo over. Scrawled in faded ink were the words: 1979. Summer before the truth came out.

Ellie's chest tightened.

She dug through her mom's things that night, finally finding an old cassette player in a box marked "Junk." She popped in the tape and pressed play.

The voice on the tape cracked with age. "Lila? if you're hearing this, I'm probably gone. But you need to know the truth. That fire at the old town hall? It wasn't an accident. And they blamed the wrong man?"

The rest of the night passed in a blur. By morning, Ellie had listened to the whole story: corruption, betrayal, and a secret her mother had buried deep to protect someone she loved.

The man from the diner - his name was Samuel Cross - had disappeared after the fire, thought to be dead.

He wasn't.

And now he had returned, not for justice, but redemption.

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Alberta Abena Kunadu Owusu

Jul 7, 2025

Such a quiet, haunting ending. I’m dying to know what the ‘truth’ was.”

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