The chest was heavy in the boys arms,though not as heavy as his heart.
His father had died at the gallows that very morn after being found guilty of the culpable murder of his wife.
The boy stared at the wooden object as a belated tear trickled down his cheek. He would not have time to open and look for that which his father said would prove his innocence. He was to live with his fathers cousin in the country till he came of age and would take over his mothers estate.
He started up the stairs to the attic to remove the burden that had been placed on him by his father.