Veronica couldn’t believe she was here in this moment. She watched as many things from her childhood were paraded in front of her.
“Three fifty please. Thanks, have a nice day.” She smiled but inside she was feeling empty.
An older lady came up with a box full of odds and ends of her mother’s jewelry.
“How much for this whole box?”
“Well, do you have a price in mind.”
“Two hundred for the lot?” Veronica sifted through the necklaces, pins, and earrings. She could remember several occasions when her mother had worn this or that. So many memories in that little box. Almost too many to bear.
“How about two-fifty and we have a deal.” Veronica reached up and touched the strand of pearls around her neck. She remembered the exact moment when she saw her mother pass from life into eternity. It was the only piece she kept as a reminder of her mother and how beautiful she lived in this life. She smiled knowing she would be able to pass along the same legacy to her own daughter. The memory would live on in a simple strand of pearls.
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