Grace spent a few uneventful days in the apartment she had shared with her grandmother, cleaning and organizing her grandmother’s things. She meticulously went through every draw and every shelf, finding nothing but small trinkets and memories.
She sat in the middle of the bedroom her grandmother once slept in, going through old photographs. Smiling as she looked at the happy smiling face of a younger her standing next to her proud beaming grandmother, sighing she picked up another photo, “I remember this! I won the top prize for the scavenger hunt. All ten items found in under an hour. She was so proud of me.”
Grace put the photo down, stretching she stood up and walked to her grandmother’s closet. “Everything she ever owned is in here. It amounts to nothing but sentiment.” She pulled t
