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Abby’s eyes widened, and she said, “Yeah. Why?”

“Because it shouldn’t have been in there. I didn’t even realize I’d lost it. Shit,” he said. “Can I come by and pick it up? It belonged to my mothers.”

Abby swallowed at hearing him call Cheryl and Dianahis mothers.

“I must have accidentally put it in there. You didn’t sell it, did you?”

“No,” Quinn said quickly. “We still have it.”

“Good. I’m showing a house in a few minutes, and then I have to go to the house where I found the box, but after that, can–”

“You’re going to the farmhouse?” Abby asked.

“Yes. And who is this? Sorry; there are two of you, right?”

“Oh, yeah. Sorry. I’m Abby. I’m Quinn’s girlfriend. I’m the one who called you. Quinn’s here, too. You’re on speaker.”

“Okay. Well, yes, I’m at the farmhouse later today. I’ve got someone interested in buying it. The seller is looking to offload it quickly, so I’m hoping to make that happen for them today, if I can. I can stop by after, if you’re still open.”

“Can we come to you?” Abby asked. “After the shop closes?”

“You want to come all the way out here?”

“Yes,” Quinn stated. “When will you be done showing it?”

“I don’t know. Probably around four, depending on how long the couple takes when they get there.”

“Okay. We’ll be there at four, then,” Quinn replied. “I can close early,” she added to Abby.

Abby nodded.

“Is that all right?” Abby asked Simon then.

“Sure. I appreciate you bringing it to me.”

“No problem.”

“Do you need the address?” Simon asked.

“No, I’ve got it. We’ll see you there,” Abby replied and nodded toward the picture of the house on her computer screen.

“Great. Thanks again,” he replied and disconnected the call.

Abby figured that Quinn probably didn’t hear that last part, though, because as soon as her eyes connected with the image on Abby’s screen, her shoulders dropped. Abby heldon to her, knowing that Quinn was seeing something in her mind. Then, a few seconds later, Quinn was done processing the vision and came back to the present.

“What did you see?” she asked. “Deb and Harriet?”

“No, Cheryl and Diana.”

“Really?”

“I think they came back. They visited Paul again. Well, not visited, but they drove by the house, and he was there. They saw him again. Then, they drove off. They were older, and–” Quinn looked down.

“What?”

“Cheryl had something around her head, like a wrap.”

“Chemo,” Abby said quietly.