HE GAVE HIS MISTRESS MY PADDLE. HE FORGOT THE AUCTION HOUSE BELONGED TO ME

of the room, inside a climate-controlled glass case, rested a gold coin no larger than a silver dollar.

A 1907 Saint-Gaudens Ultra High Relief double eagle.

The Mercer Sunrise.

My grandfather’s coin.

The last time I had seen it, I was fourteen years old and standing in his library in Newport while summer rain ran down the windows.

He had placed the coin continue reading …