I had a fever, a burn scar, and this necklace.”

Millicent let out a broken sob.

With trembling fingers she drew a gold chain out from beneath her blouse, and hanging from it was the other half of the same silver sun.

The two pieces were the two halves of one shape, and even from a few feet away Aracely could see how they would fit.

A ripple of gasps moved through the ballroom.

Damson forced a laugh.