He nodded, his eyes filling.
That night, Ellie held the ring box up to the lamp.
“I still don’t understand you.”
“Grandma, was the treasure from Mama?”
“In a way, sweetheart.”
She smiled.
“I think she wanted me to find it.”
We’ve been back to see Richard every Sunday since. And her aunt and uncle.
Ellie finally has more family in her life.
