By Christopher Zoukis
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A few years ago, in 2004 to be exact, Rosalie Asher died. After her funeral, her niece Bonnie Fovinci was sorting through Rosalie’s office, making two piles of stuff. One to save and one to throw out.
She picked up a black vase from the shelf next to Rosalie’s desk. Junk, she thought, preparing to toss it on the ‘throw out’ pile. Instead, she weighed it in her hands. It was heavier than a vase needed to be. Looking closely at it, she discover...
Published on June 02, 2014 06:31