My Bride Wore Her Grandfather’s 1944 Suit Instead of Her Wedding Dress—Then the Missing 1998 Papers Explained Our $18,000
“Christmas Eve, 1978.
Half the night downstairs.
By morning we had heat.”
Claire touched the lower edge of the frame.
“Was he angry?”
“Only at the furnace.”
A small smile crossed Claire’s face.
Marjorie held the photograph against her chest.