“How long has this been here?” I asked.
“Two weeks or so,” Archie said.
I checked Keith’s list, relatively sure piano wasn’t on it. “From where? Do you know?”
“No. It was here one night when I got home from Dawn’s.”
“You didn’t ask?” Preston’s tone indicated surprise.
“Aunt Faye and I didn’t talk all that much.”
“I’m sorry about that, Archie. We’ll…we’ll get through it as fast as we can. Our starting point. Let’s get to it.” I handed the list to Preston as he stood, then the three of us stepped inside.
“This was all in one day?” Preston asked me. “One shopping spree?”
“Yup. Not quite a week ago. Keith said they got a big donation after someone…you know.”
“Died,” Archie said.
“Right.”