During Our Fourth of July Cookout, My Sister-in-Law Snuck Into the Garage—What Fell From Her Skirt Made Me Go Pale

and gathered the pearls into my palm, my heart pounding so hard I could barely breathe.

“No,” I whispered.

Melissa grabbed my wrist. “Give it to me.”

“This is Elaine’s.”

“Give it to me, Gaia.”

Her nails dug into my skin.

“Let go.”

Her face twisted with panic and rage.

“If you don’t hand that over right now,” she hissed, “I’ll tell everyone you stole it.”

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