I am showing Rob this rather poignant thing that once belonged to my children, a box that, when you open it says something very sad. Rob is not interested and, instead, is going about whatever it is he was already doing. I am disappointed because I had wanted to share this with him. I look down and am about to close the box when I see a check there made out to Rei. It is an enormous amount, so much so that I even verify the numbers against the written amount. I realize that this check was made out to her by my Aunt Frances and my mother but that it is dated 2005 and it is far too late to give the check to Rei cash.