It wasn’t much, but it was all the world. Kelly sighed. She couldn’t believe that she’d found any of her family’s heirlooms in the old ‘Junque Boutique’. Without even looking at the price tags, she pulled out her wallet and paid the old storekeeper.
‘These all came from the same family…’ His voice rasped. ‘They lived over on Miller’s street. He built the water and sewer systems for the village back in the day. His daughter was a hell-raiser.’
She shrugged as if what he said meant nothing at all to her. She just hoped he didn’t recognize her.
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