Practical Action

The safe was opened in front of everyone.

What caught their eyes was a delicate little wooden box.

How small was it? Harry and Amara estimated it to be about the length and width of a comb, no taller than the size of a pinky finger.

Could a box like this hold an inheritance? Was the inheritance a bank card with a huge amount of cash?

Without guessing too much, Amara tugged at Harry's sleeve, signaling him to urge Emma.

Harry made a clicking sound, and he shouted at Emma impatiently, "Stop dawdling! Get on with it!"

Ivy turned to give him a stern look, which momentarily silenced him. Remembering the inheritance, he kept his mouth shut.

After Emma calmed her emotions, she slowly opened the box.

Inside was an old, yellowed photograph. In the black and white picture, a young couple sat on a couch with a little girl. The whole family was dressed in traditional style clothing. The man had long legs, the woman was elegant, and the little girl in the middle was smiling, looking sweet and happ