Suspicions closer to home
Back at the safety of the car, Vivian and I examined the item I had found—a cufflink, not just any cufflink, but one bearing the distinctive crest of our family. Her hands trembled as she recognized the emblem, an ancestral symbol that had been a source of pride at family gatherings. For a moment, we were suspended in disbelief, the implications of this small piece of metal expanding like ripples across the water of our reality.