The Wrong Photo Arrived From Manhattan on Christmas Eve While My Twins Were Crying
I pulled the box out into the yellow light of the closet.
It was a turquoise velvet Tiffany & Co. box tied with a white satin ribbon.
I opened the hinged lid.
Inside was a three-strand pearl necklace joined by a platinum and diamond pendant that caught the overhead light.
Folded under the black velvet display pad was a store receipt printed on thin blue thermal paper.
The receipt showed a purchase on December twenty-second at four fifteen in the afternoon from the Tiffany & Co. flagship store on Fifth Avenue.
The total was forty-one thousand two hundred dollars, charged directly to Cole’s personal line of credit.