A Forgotten Time Capsule
Mark knelt down and brushed away the dirt. It took a moment, but then recognition dawned on him. “It’s a time capsule,” he said, standing up with the object in his hands. He wiped more dirt off, revealing a date etched into the metal: 1980. He vaguely remembered hearing stories about time capsules being buried in the neighborhood back when he was a kid. But how had it ended up in their tree? And why was Max so obsessed with it?
Luke Asks to Open It
Luke’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Can we open it, Dad?” he asked, bouncing on his toes. Mark hesitated. The capsule was sealed shut, and he didn’t want to risk damaging whatever was inside. But his curiosity was piqued, too. He gave Sarah a questioning look, and she nodded. “Go ahead. Maybe this is what Max has been barking about all along.” Mark grabbed a tool from the garage and carefully pried the capsule open.
