Man Brings Grandfather’s Clock To Repair Shop, Then Staff Finds This Inside

An Envelope

It was an envelope — old and yellowed, but completely intact. The paper had survived remarkably well inside the dry wooden casing. Rita held it under the light and turned it over slowly. It was sealed.

And on the front, written in neat fountain pen, was a single name. It wasn’t Daniel or that of his grandfather. It was a woman’s name.