IN THE FRAME
Mar 02, 2022
2 minutes
AFTER MY FATHER DIED, I WAS SENT several boxes of his possessions. I put the boxes in a room in the old cottage and shut the door; the thought of sorting through them was too hard. My brother, with less space and therefore less ability to procrastinate, went through his share on the trip back from our father’s home in Melbourne. By the
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