The Necklace

Fiction snippets

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The necklace was a gift. She had received it seventy-two times before each time in a black wooden box. The box was flat and wide with eight rounded depressions along the edges of the width. The top of the box was worked with traceries of an intricate knot, each strand tucked into the fullness of the whole. The box was made of a tightly grained dark wood that had darkened to black with an uncounted number of hands and…