Renata’s Pink Blanket Led Me Back to the Letter My Parents Buried
“What kind of matter?”
“I need to see the original records before I can tell you what the number means in this case.”
“Does the number prove the letter is genuine?”
“No.
It tells us where to begin checking.
Those are different questions.”
He returned the envelope to me.
I noticed that he had not asked who Renata was or why I had come alone.
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