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it a ‘forever ring,’ and now I can’t not try to find the owner. I have to at least try.”
I heard papers shuffling in the background.
“I remember that pickup,” he said finally. “Older lady. Her son arranged the donation—had us come haul it away. She didn’t even charge us for it, just wanted it gone.”
More shuffling.
“I’m really not supposed to do this,” continue reading …
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