Seven Years After My Daughter’s Funeral, I Followed Her Husband to a Rehabilitation Center—And Saw a Woman I Thought Was Dead

Or the missing money.

But it gave us a way to proceed without forcing Melissa and Ava to become referees.

PART 7 — THE RED CANVAS BAG

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Anne Rehabilitation had been closed for years.

Lena Ortiz and I stood outside the former building while she photographed the old directory.

Dust covered the lettering.

The entrance was locked.

Several windows had been covered from inside.

I looked at the place where my daughter’s records had once been handled.