How Four Hundred Dollars on a Lancaster Diner Table Changed One Christmas Eve
He opened the hinged lid, showing three dried four-leaf clovers pressed between sheets of yellow wax paper.
“She picked these in the orchard behind the shop the summer before we poured the foundation for Project Four,” Nathaniel said, his voice low and clear in the quiet evening air.
“I remember,” Brenda said softly, shifting the lantern to light the base of the monument.
“She spent three hours sitting in the tall grass while you laid out the site stakes.”
Nathaniel knelt in the cold grass and set the open tin box on the flat marble ledge beneath Caroline’s name.
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