The police called my parents to inform them that "human remains" linked to them had been found in the course of a criminal investigation. By this they meant my sister's ashes had been found. Her slimy ex-boyfriend had them, and apparently abandoned them, which surprises me not in the least. Nor does the notion that he would somehow be connected to a criminal investigation.
Now I get to go and pick them up at the police station. (And do what with them?) I hope J will want to scatter them rather than keep them, but I won't push her. It's her mother. She will have to decide. She was always annoyed that he had the ashes in the first place, so maybe this will bring her some peace.
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