“He told you my school cost extra this year,” Emma said.

“He did,” I said.

“I have been wearing the same uniform skirts since second grade,” Emma said.

“He just had Clara sew new buttons on them.”

I folded the flaps of the cardboard box and let out a slow breath.

Emma took a small jewelry box out of her top dresser drawer.

She opened the lid, revealing the silver locket Laura had worn on her wedding day.

I hadn’t seen that locket in seven years.