The letter came in late spring, addressed to Nora, postmarked from a town two hours away, and Maya recognised Marta's handwriting before Nora had even fully opened it at the kitchen table.Nora read it once, quietly, then looked up."She wants me to have something," Nora said. "Says it's time."Inside the envelope, wrapped carefully in tissue paper, was a small carved wooden bird, simple and worn, clearly made by the same hands that had made the box years before."There's a note," Nora said, and read it out loud. *Ray made this the same week you were born. Said he'd give it to you when you were old enough to understand why. I think that time is now. Come see me when you can. Bring your parents. There's somewhere I want to show you.*Maya looked at Dominic across the table.They went the following weekend.Marta was eighty-one now, smaller than ever but still sharp, still exactly herself, and she hugged each of them at the door the way she always had, firm and certain."I want to show
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