My grandpa was a very frugal man.

entirely mine. My hand drifts to the medal. It’s warm now. Warmer than it should be.

“What do I have to do?” I whisper.

“Put the medal in the case.”

I approach the empty glass display. There’s a small indentation at its center. Hesitantly, I remove the medal from my neck and press it into the slot.

The lights in the room flicker.

The floor vibrates under continue reading …