Every morning at exactly 6:30, my neighbor would walk into her yard holding a yellow hose. And every single time — the same thing. She watered one small patch of soil near the fence. Always that spot. The rest of the yard, where her tomatoes, cucumbers, and strawberries grew, stayed dry.
At first I thought she had some kind of very delicate plant growing there.
But after a few days it became clear — nothing was growing in that place. Just wet soil.
One day I couldn’t stand it anymore and asked:
— Why do you water that spot so often?
She flinched, her hands trembled, and without looking at me, she muttered:
— I have potatoes there… a special kind.
Potatoes? Every day? And that much water? I realized she was lying. But I didn’t push — I simply kept watching.
A week passed. The soil was still bare, and the neighbor herself grew more and more nervous and irritable. Sometimes I caught her giving me a heavy, suspicious look, as if she knew I was starting to question something.
One night I couldn’t fall asleep. Only one thought kept spinning in my head: what if there’s something wrong there?
In the morning I dialed the police. My statement seemed strange to them, but they still agreed to check. And what the officers found in her yard shocked everyone 
When the police walked into the yard, my neighbor turned pale. She tried to explain that it was just a habit, that she felt sorry leaving the plants without water. But the more she talked, the more she got tangled in her own words.
One of the officers approached the wet soil and began to dig.
Literally a few minutes later, the shovel hit something solid. When they removed the top layer of earth… I nearly screamed.
A human hand was sticking out of the ground.
Later it was revealed: it was her husband, who had mysteriously “disappeared” a couple of months earlier. She had taken his life during an argument and buried him right in the yard, hoping no one would ever find out.
She planted seeds on top to mask it, but because she watered the spot obsessively out of panic, they rotted, leaving the soil bare — and that’s what gave her away.
Sometimes I think… if she had watered the whole garden, I probably would’ve never noticed anything.
