Show A black handkerchief intrigues mccale she looked at him bleakly he began to go through the contents ot of the trunk swiftly urgently it was apparent that sybil had stored her keepsakes keep sakes there written labels were pinned to a number of articles there was a girls white dress with a card that read vl victorias graduation sybila own wedding gown two envelopes contained locks of stephens and victorias childhood curls there were several schoolbooks As he removed other souvenirs fr from 0 m the depths of 0 their hiding place a brand new picture of sybil flashed across his mind she was revealed not so much as the woman who clung so desperately to her fading youth who made vapid silly conversation who bolstered her empty middle age with sherry but more as a doting mother secretly keeping alive the brighter moments of a not too easy life mccale unfolded a large black silk handkerchief the last thing in the trunk this A puzzled look came over her face she struggled with memory 1 11 I don dont t know I 1 cant cant pla place e th that t 1 I hardly think so could it have been my brothers TO BE CONTINUED |