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Have you ever been accused of something…

“Of course Craig, I think I am following your thoughts how about I go make some coffee.” “I’m right behind you honey,” he said grabbing his phone. “I think I should call Sam . . .”

“No Craig, don’t call Samuel on this, trust me please! But, I do think you should call Blackie and have the chest checked for fingerprints because, if you don’t that frown line will stay there and it takes creativity to remove it.” Carla said giving him a kiss and hug.

Craig looked at Carla with that tilt his head always does when he is thinking about what she said. “Oh, ok you’re talking about trust?” “Yes!”  “I’m sorry baby” as Craig hugged her. “Apology accepted,” Carla kissed him.


“Grr” woke Carla “Craig, where are you,” Carla asked startled by the growl she heard after noticing the time, “It’s 4 AM.” “I’m here in the sitting area thinking” Craig replied with a deep sigh. “Thinking about what?” Carla asked as she sat down on his lap hugging him. “Grand Judy’s jewelry chest, it was right there by the attic door when we found it. The only thing next to it was the suitcase and a clean spot on the floor. I remember thinking how strange that was and I just figured you had taken something out when you were cleaning.”

“Carla did you take anything out of the attic before we started cleaning it?” Craig asked. “No Craig! I opened the door and peeped in when I was cleaning up the bedrooms and closed it. I did not want to mess with your family things and just made a mental note for your To Do List. I forgot about it until you brought all the mattress stuff over to the apartment.”

“Why are you asking me is there a problem?” Carla asked moving down on the pillows by the  fireplace, “You woke me with a growl, and the frown is starting again Mr. Jones, what’s going on in that gray matter? I said something about your Dad. Why are you mad? Oh please tell me what you are thinking Craig!” Carla gently touched his hand.

“I looked in the drawers of the jewelry chest, and there are indentations and dust around everything that has been sitting there all these years, undisturbed except in two spots, both are ring holders.” Craig said as he helped Carla up and showed her the two drawers, and then opened the one above and below. “I see what you mean, my emerald ring would fit right here,” Carla went for her ring “A perfect match.”

t the original box for the ring, it just looked t touch this chest anymore Carla till I call Blackie Craig asked with his head hung down and biting his lower lip.


. . .  Cleaning up the rest of those trunks in the attic, produced a mass of old clippings about Chicago and memorabilia from Craig’s Great Grandparents. World War I clothing and Grand Judy’s wedding dress, a vase by Lalique and numerous perfume bottles.

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“There’s another little chest here in the corner, Craig, I just tripped on it.” She brought it out with her to Craig, “I can’t get it open. It needs someone with muscles,” Carla said. “Little WD40, and there you go honey, its open. I remember this watch it’s Grandpaps pocket watch, and Grand Judy wore this on her blouse. These, are their watches Carla, but I these brands—Vacheron Constatin, Palek Phillippe, Dudley I have never heard of. Now, these I do Breitting and Tiffany. Another thing for photos, appraisals, buyer, and insurance is that right Carla?” Carla nodded her head, “Yes, Craig these aren’t Timex!”

The evening found Craig quiet and Carla noticed that heavy frown line coming back . . . he was worried or upset. She fixed some coffee and put out some brownies. It was still raining, but she had a plan, she went up to change.

“Carla the coffee is done” he said, she waited to hear him again, “Carla honey.” She came down the staircase slowly wearing her wedding dress.

“WOW!” Was all that came out of his mouth as he watched her coming towards him, Carla gave him a little kiss and went on to the kitchen.

Craig immediately flew up the stairs coming down minutes later. Carla could hear the soft music Craig had put on as he approached her, “May I have this dance My Lady, I love you so much,” they danced for hours, stopping only for a kiss.

Carla turned the tables on Craig moving them to the couch, she pushed him down onto the couch “Whoa . . . ooh baby” the frown was gone!


I left you hanging on Carla asking Craig about his ex wife Aileen and his Dad…

“Honey its ok, she probably couldn’t get these open, look at all the trouble we’ve had trying to open these. I am guessing Aileen said or did something that made your Dad suspect her of being devious.” Carla thought, there I said what has been on my mind I sure hope I do not regret it.

“You’re right, they had arguments all the time, and I never knew what the reason was. They never got along he did not come to the wedding, guess that is why the Will was the way it was. When Samuel read it, the only statement he made was someone in the family was not trustworthy. It never made sense; I just figured Dad did not trust me. Now I know he was protecting this and me.” Craig took Carla in his arms “I love you.”

Carla remained busy cleaning chests silent with her thoughts obliviously Aileen was a sore subject she should have kept to yourself. Craig touched her head gently, “Sorry Honey, the broad just . . . Carla let’s finish this last chest, I’m getting out of the mood for this,” Craig said.