When I got to the Birch Street Nursing Home this morning, the first thing I did was apologize to the patients for not being able to make it last week. I explained that we were out of state, staying with Grandmother's cousin Millie while our new robot maid was being tested. They told me not to worry, that Mr. Volkov had entertained everyone at the poker table with tales of his youth in Russia. During a break in the game today, Mrs. Lieberman pulled me aside and handed me a pillowcase full of jewelry. She told me she'd been waiting more than a week to give it to me, and asked me to see what Manny would offer for the lot.
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