MY SISTER STOLE OUR GRANDMA’S JEWELRY TO BUY A LUXURY CAR—SHE THOUGHT SHE GOT AWAY WITH IT, BUT I HAD OTHER PLANS

“My jewelry. My wedding ring. My mother’s pearls. The bracelet your grandfather gave me on our anniversary. They’re all… gone.”

My stomach twisted into knots. Grandma wasn’t the type to misplace things. She had a big old wooden jewelry box where she kept her most precious items.

She opened it every Sunday just to admire them.

It wasn’t because they were expensive. She just did that because all those pieces held memories, and they reminded her of a well-lived life.

And now they were gone? How was that even possible?

“Don’t worry, Grandma,” I said, already grabbing my keys. “I’ll be right over.”

When I arrived, she was sitting on the couch with the wooden jewelry box on the table. Her hands were shaking as she opened the lid.

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