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I proot back I didn’t sleep the best last night, and I’m in desperate need of an afternoon nap, but ht be what I need to snap out of this funk I’ll drive hts

I place e and find a place for my bananas and mac and cheese in Odette’s immaculate walk-in pantry, and then I make my way to the study

“What’s all this?” I ask when I find e boxes

“I was cleaning out soe space in the hall closet and I caive you,” he says

I curl up on the floor, next to one of the boxes, and he hands reen velvet dust jacket

“These were all of your mother’s personal effects,” he says “Yearbooks, photo albu to share theer, but I never could find the right ti And Odette … well, you kno jealous she gets any time we’d so much as mention your mother’s name”

Over the years, I’ve accuold locket, a small photo album, and a few other trinkets that wouldn’t mean much to anyone else But this is new

I turn the yearbook over, flipping to the index and scanning the words for my mother’s maiden name—Jolene Jolivet

Page 16, 25, 48, 49, 50, and 62

“She was very involved, your mother,” he says as I locate her senior photo first In an instant, I’ back at me

I wish I could re when she passed Mythrough a stack of old photographs

“She was always singing,” I say “Or dancing”

He chuckles “Always”

I flip through the yearbook and find her in the thespian club, a production of The Sound of Music (she played Liesl—my personal favorite), as well as dance and art club