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My DIL Threw My Belongings Out of the House After Learning She Inherited It, but Karma Got Her That Same Day
“Here you are, Ma’am,” the nurse said, her voice gentle but distant as if she’d done this a hundred times.
It wasn’t heavy, but the weight seemed to press down on me all the same. Inside were the simple things: his favorite worn sweater, a small Bible with its cover frayed from years of use, and several mystery novels with dog-eared pages.
I brushed my fingers over the sweater, catching a faint scent of his cologne, familiar and fleeting.
The finality hit me when I turned to leave.
