A STRANGER WANTED TO BUY MY LATE MOM’S PENDANT — TURNS OUT HE WAS THE MAN SHE ONCE RAN FROM.
Losing my mom shattered me. She wasn’t just my parent — she was my only person. It had always been just the two of us against the world. After she passed, I knew I had to clear out her house if I ever wanted to move forward.
Sorting through her things, I found a stunning emerald necklace. She never wore it, which seemed odd, but I figured it didn’t mean much to her. So, I decided to sell it.
That’s when things got weird.
At the market, a man stopped in his tracks, staring at the necklace like he’d seen a ghost. He asked where I got it. I told him it was my mom’s.
He gave a sad smile. “I once gave a necklace just like that to the love of my life… right before she disappeared forever.”
Chills ran down my spine. “What was her name?”
His answer? MARTHA.
I couldn’t speak. That was my mom’s name.
