I never watched her get in the car. I walked to the mantle and turned off the recorder I had put there. I took a box of garbage bags upstairs. It took me almost two hours to remove all evidence that she had ever lived here. I emptied her closet and her side of the bathroom cabinet. I even took from the safe the few pieces of jewelry she had, her birth certificate, High School Diploma, and her Social Security Card. I took all of it downstairs and set it by the garage door. Then I went through the down stairs collecting her stuff; her family photo albums, her high school awards and the bronze statue by Remington she had inherited from her grandfather. I even removed all of the little magnets she had put on the refrigerator. I crammed everything in her car. Then I backed it out of the garage
