Forty-One Thousand Dollars and a Yellow Paper Envelope
“He rented Box Nine in the spring.
It’s paid through next June.”
“Can you open it for me?”
“No.
That takes a death certificate, a court order, or the key and a notary.
A notary I trust.
You have the key?”
I showed him.
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