Damien handed me the key ring. I found the key to fit the first box and opened it. I could not believe what was in the box. It was full of my mothers jewelry. I couldn’t believe it. Some of it looked extremely old and had to of belonged to her mother, so I called Dr. Parker in there to ask him.
My uncle looked through the box. He picked up a necklace and tears formed in his eyes. “This was my
mother’s. I can remember her wearing it as if it were yesterday.” He explained as he began to tell a
story. I soon found myself in his memory. He and my mother were young and playing. My uncle fell
down and hurt his leg. I watched as my grandmother scooped him up in her arms and sang him a song.
He held onto that necklace until he fell asleep.When the vision ended he was still talking and te
