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When I lifted my head and wiped my eyes, I swore I saw a light coming from the back closet. I frowned. I had emptied the closet some time ago. Perhaps I had forgotten to turn off the light.

I had taken so much to charity shops already. The house was almost empty. Almost ready for a new owner. Hard to believe it was the same place I had spent a few weeks every summer. There was almost nothing of my great-grandmother left. I sat in the middle of the bedroom I had once […]

The rest of the family had already come and what they wished. Not that there was much. My great-grandmother had always lived a simple existence, finding more pleasure in the lush gardens she’d kept even at her age than in the house. She preferred nights on her porch swing watching the stars telling stories to […]