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The following morning, I went to the bank alone.
“I’m here because of my son,” I told the woman at the desk. “He died ten years ago, but I recently found this account number among his things. I just want to know what it was.”
She typed for a moment, then frowned at the screen.
“Ma’am, are you certain this is correct? According to our records, the account is still active.”
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