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    “So, what do you want to do with all of this?”
    “Leave it for now?” she asked, sounding unsure.
    “ Here ?” Gretchen demanded.
    Sarah shrugged. “Why not? It’s been here for years.  We’d never sort through it and make it to town before the banks closed.” She reached past Gretchen toward the shelves. She began randomly removing lids as her sister had done. It was as Gretchen had said. Every can contained money in some form or another. Sarah plucked a coin out of a can.
    “She didn’t seem to be particular,” Gretchen said. “She saved a lot of pennies.”
    “This isn’t just a penny. It’s an Indian Head,” Sarah told her. She reached back into the can. She pulled out a handful of change. “There are a lot of them. And some Buffalo Nickels.”
    “So what you’re saying is that even the pennies are worth a lot?” Gretchen asked, wide-eyed.
    Sarah shrugged. “I don’t know. They might bea hhey mig. I don’t know a lot about them. Just that some are worth more than others.” She examined another coin. She held it up for her sister to see. To Sarah, it looked like the face of a grumpy lady, wearing a tiara, surrounded by stars. “I’m not even sure what this one is.” 
    “You don’t seem to be very excited,” Gretchen pointed out. “I feel like a pirate that’s found some hidden treasure. Mom looks more excited when her favorite wine is ten percent off than you do right now.”
    Sarah’s lips turned up slightly and she shrugged. “I don’t know. I guess I don’t really care about the money. I’d rather have Grandma back.” She reached back over the can again, letting the change trickle back inside.
    “You took off your ring.” Gretchen’s voice was full of surprise.
    Sarah glanced at her bare finger. “It didn’t fit under the rubber gloves. I had to take it off.”
    Gretchen didn’t say anything to that. She could have pointed out that it had been eighteen months and two weeks since Sarah had a reason to wear it. But she didn’t. And Sarah loved her for that.
    When Gretchen’s stomach growled she let out an embarrassed laugh. “I have an idea. This place is about as clean as we’re going to get it for now. I haven’t eaten since breakfast and I know you haven’t either. Let’s head over to Lucky’s. I could use a drink and they’ve expanded their menu. We can get an early dinner. I’ll even let you buy mine,” she teased.
    Sarah agreed and half an hour later they were seated in Lucky’s Tavern. Sarah had been craving nachos. Gretchen told her they couldn’t order nachos unless they ordered margaritas. So they had.
    Now, each of them sat with a large, salt rimmed glass in front of them. The enormous plate of shared nachos was between them. Sarah grabbed a cheese covered chip and dunked it in some salsa.
    “So, what are you going to do about the…you know,” Gretchen said as her eyes went wide, “in the cellar?”
    “No idea. I should probably sort through it all before I cash it in. There might be some coins worth keeping for sentimental reasons. At the very least, I’m sure that most of the coins are worth more than what they seem at face value. I might have to do some research. I just don’t know when I’ll have the time.”
    She didn’t want to tell Gretchen she just didn’t feel like dealing with it. That would sound ungrateful. That wasn’t the case at all. It was just that the past few months, hell that past few years , had worn her down. She’d resigned from her position at the school she worked at in Crawford this past spring. She’d packed up what little was left of the small rented home she had once shared with Aaron. Before that, she had been dealing with Brynn, Aaron’s sister. Gretchen had no idea just how miserable Brynn had been making her life since Aaron’s death.
    She had no intention of telling her either.
    Brynn blamed Sarah for what had happened to Aaron. Quite frankly, Sarah agreed. So she’d put up with Brynn’s