Chapter 82

Adam followed Jojo to a large coffee table in the suite. He saw a pair of scissors, a credit card that had been cut in small pieces, a picture frame, and a stack of papers. Adam eyed the picture frame. “I’ve seen the pictures you had in our apartment and in your room in the house. I’ve never seen this one.”

“It’s a collage of the family’s first trip to California after I was born. This one’s Jizelle and me in front of the Matterhorn. This one’s Julius and me having a churro. Here’s the whole family in front of Snow White’s Castle. I was probably about eight at the time. It’s a pretty fond memory and I wanted to have a keepsake of that time.” Jojo’s voice broke. “I took it from Julius’ room, right before I left. That was tough. To be back in that room. So many good memories, so many bad right before he died. I knew that I wanted something that was his, that he treasured before I left Manila. I thought about the cuff links he loved. But this frame was right by his bed. And I took it.”