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My heart raced as I picked up a small brown cloth bag sewn tightly into the lining. Inside were several old savings account books and a few small bars of gold—carefully wrapped and labeled.
I counted in disbelief. The total amount came to over one hundred thousand dollars.
When I checked the other two, I found more bags. By the time I finished, I was holding nearly three hundred thousand dollars.
I sat on the floor, shaking. My mother, who had worn the same coat for twenty years, had quietly saved every cent for us.