“My attic.” He too was staring at the pair. “I found them when I was looking for the earrings for Elaine. I don’t know exactly who they belonged to as I only saw Dad in a shirt with buttons a handful of times, but Mom kept them with her jewelry.” “I can’t accept these.” An almost physically painful level of regret laced my words. “Brandon will want them for the wedding.” Paul shook his head. “I asked. He doesn’t. Too fiddly for him. I told him I wanted you to have them. I trust you to keep them safe for me.” I sucked in a breath. Once, a million years ago, I’d proposed to Lori because that was
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