Seven.

Fourteen.

Twenty-two.

Thirty-one.

On the first try the heavy brass latch clicked open.

Inside was a little velvet box that had held my grandfather Arthur’s silver watch, along with a waterproof blue document folder.

I touched the velvet of Arthur’s watch box first, letting the worn fabric rest under my thumb before I reached for the blue folder.

I opened the lid of the velvet box for a moment and saw Arthur’s silver pocket watch lying inside on its silk cushion.