Lifting The Tarp
Eri’s grandfather had been a secretive man, and the garage had been his domain. When Eri opened the door, she never had ever expected what had been lurking inside all along.
Could it be? she thought as she saw the lettering on the back of the piece of metal, just peeping through. There, underneath a dusty tarpaulin, was a masterpiece that had been secreted away and forgotten. Until now.