Kameko Murakami

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So few boxes, Sara Frost thought. Why are there so few boxes?

There were eight in total, scavenged from behind Tully’s Groceries, the twenty-four hour market where most of the cops would shop when their shifts ended. Ever since Tully had started a police discount program after a couple of off-duties had interrupted a robbery in progress, his clientele from San Francisco’s finest had more than doubled. Sara stopped by every Tuesday night, whether she was out of wine by then or not. Truthfully, since the funeral she’d been stopping by more often than once a week, sometimes twice, sometimes three visits. She wasn’t keeping count anymore.

Eight boxes to hold the collected treasures and memories from a young girl’s life.

Kristin had never been a pack rat, not like her mother. Sara’s room was stacked floor to ceiling with boxes and bins, things she’d meant to clean out after their move to the new house three years ago. She hadn’t gotten around to it yet, although as a single mother without any romantic entanglements that would lead to her bedroom, she didn’t feel any great pressure to begin the process. Jackson, who insisted on helping them move even though she’d fought his offer tooth and nail, had suggested that she might want to throw a few things out before she was buried beneath an avalanche of sweaters and cheap paperback books.

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