“You still do that?”

She grinned.

“I didn’t know you remembered.”

For one blessed hour we were simply sisters again.

Then Poppy brought out a shoebox filled with her most precious things: a pressed flower, a school ribbon, a marble, two stickers and a picture of her parents.

Evelyn picked up the photograph with both hands.

“Your mama had Helen’s smile.”

“And Dad had funny eyebrows,” Poppy said.