My “Golden Child” Sold My Late Wife’s Necklace—Until The Pawn Shop Called Me

of the heart.

“I need to buy it back,” I said. “How much?”

“I gave her eight hundred,” he said. “Fair value is closer to twelve hundred. It’s fourteen-karat gold, and the craftsmanship is exceptional.”

“I’ll pay twelve hundred,” I said. “Can I pick it up today?”

“Come by anytime before six,” Harold replied. “I’ll hold it for you. And sir? I won’t sell continue reading …