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What people don’t understand, they destroy.
What if objects didn’t just hold memories but held traces of the people who’d touched them, threads that connected them still?
It amazed Helen how little could be left when a person was gone. A human being lived an entire life full of family and friends, dinner parties, work, church, and what was left? A couple of photos, a line or two in a town newspaper, an obituary usually, a tombstone with a name and dates and little else.

