What to do with everything after a relative has died is a strange sensation. The funeral had been over a week and there was a whole house full of material things to deal with. Danny had loved to play in his grandfathers attic as a child. There were books and clothes and trinkets of all sorts to play with. There had always been my grandmothers hope chest that had been kept locked all those years. Danny had never asked what was inside. He only assumed there were grandmotherly things that he had never had an interest in.
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