suggesting she had not expected to find it so.
“Do you think,” she said carefully, “I could come over sometime? To see the letters? The ones from Vonstaten? And hear more about Grandma?”
Her eyes moved to the bracelet.
“When you’re ready,” I said. “Yes.”
She gave me a quick and slightly awkward half-hug and stepped back with pink cheeks. Then she walked continue reading …
