As the guys entered the woods, Joe looked around.
“So you think that these mounds could be burial sites?” Joe asked.
“Well, I’m hoping that they are just animal burial sites,” Jonathan walked up to the smallest one.
“This is Wisconsin, they could be Indian burial sites,” Joe said.
Jonathan started to dig around the outer edge of the small mound. He carefully dug further and deeper into the mound tossing the grassy dirt to the one side. Joe watched him as Jonathan dug deeper and deeper. Finally, Jonathan felt resistance and heard the shovel hit something more solid. He moved more of the dirt away and saw a wooden box.
Joe jumped in the hole by the four-foot box and brushed the top off with his hands. He looked at Jonathan as he stared at the box.
“Should we open it?” Jonathan asked.
“Well, that is why you are digging it up right?” Joe said.
Jonathan stuck the edge of the shovel under the edge of the lid and carefully pried it up. He had to do that along the whole one side to get it loose enough to lift up. Joe slowly lifted the lid and saw the bones lying there peacefully. Jonathan looked at them and backed away.
“They aren’t human,” He said.
Joe put the lid back down on the box and climbed out of the hole. He took the shovel from Jonathan and pounded the nails back down. Swiftly he tossed the dirt back onto the box. Jonathan walked over to one of the other mounds and looked at the size of it.
“This is probably an animal too, don’t you think?”
Joe stopped and looked, “Yeah, probably.”
Joe covered the box back up with most of the dirt and stopped, “I’m starving, can we eat?”
“Yeah, let’s go,” Jonathan smiled.
As the two of them walked out of the woods and to the house, Jonathan was contemplating.
“Do you think I should check the others out to make sure or leave them alone?” Jonathan asked.
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