Six Vintage Dresses Left in a Cedar Trunk on Oak Street

fingers repeatedly brushing the pale, unweathered band of skin on her left ring finger where her wedding band had been for thirty years. I assumed she had simply left her rings in her jewelry dish at home, busy as she was with the estate.

“We need to meet Richard at two,” Beatrice said, checking her watch. “The preliminary probate list is ready.”

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