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My father’s first wife died in a car accident, at his side, pregnant with the child I once, when I was a child myself, thought was the first me. When my father died, twenty-three years later, he left me his first wife’s wedding rings.

You are the age he was when he died.

I push this thought from my mind.

The rings are jade and gold. They fit me perfectly.