Chapter 14“She saw it in a junk shop, but look.” She pointed to a cluster of small gold-framed drawings of the Menorah hanging above the shelves.
Joe leaned forward and tilted his head to move his shadow as he studied them. “What attracted her to this thing?”
“The simple lines, I'm sure. She found it just about the time she became interested in line art.” She took the Menorah from Joe and placed it back atop the book shelf, handling it as if it were the most valuable relic ever found.
Silently, Joe and the detective edged around the room, studying up close all the drawings interspersed with Becky's photos at different ages, labeled with her age at the time the photo was taken. Each piece of artwork was labeled with her age when the drawing was made. Next, they studied Becky's face.
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