I carefully brought the box out and set it on her desk. Fortunately, it wasn't locked, so I opened it and carefully went through her personal items and clothes till I saw her pink locket.

Tears fell from my eyes like rain on a winter's day. I held the locket it in my hand and cried like a baby. As I wiped my face with my hankie, I had the sudden instinct to open the locket.

It snapped open and I saw nothing but a tiny picture of her pretty face. I had another instinct to remove the picture. I did, and was shocked when a memory card fell out.