She flung the metal door upward, flinching slightly as it screeched. In the dimness of the storage unit, she could just make out the hulking object, swathed in a white tarp. She pulled it off to reveal the car – all too aware that she wasn’t meant to be there.
First, she’d need to dust the car off, then she’d begin to clear it out. But when she popped the trunk open, she found all the evidence of her husband’s double life.