Leslie was tilling her garden and heard a thunk. She had hit a rectangle of rotting wood. Pulling it up she gasped at a gas mask staring back at her. Grabbing her trowel she started to unearth the mask. Slowly the top half of a skeleton unveiled.
The bones gleamed white. The top half wore: a red bowler hat with remaining brown curls of hair, a gray suit jacket with a red silk pocket handkerchief, a yellow and white shirt in small plaid, a black tie, and jet cuff links. The skeleton was eccentric, well-mannered and familiar to her.