She barely knew her brother who wandered in and out of her life, but when Janet received the old leather duffle bag containing what she believed were his only effects, she hesitated to search through it. She put it to the side thinking:
I knew I would need some time when I was able to be solitary, to open the box, to look through the duffle bag which I knew was inside, to view what remained of my brother's life, and while secluded in my room, to confront my brother's things.
When she did sort through the bag, she discovered:
A rogue's gallery of curious items which were somehow important enough that he wrapped them and kept them... His secret cache. Perhaps the answer to who he was...
She examined her brother's things.
She was unsure what to do with them.
Or what they signified.
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