Aunt Sarah's Brooch is a story by Arthur Morrison. Morrison was an English author and journalist known for his realistic novels and detective stories. Excerpt: "I heard Aunt Sarah going upstairs with a groan at every step, each groan answered by a loud creak from the woodwork. Then for awhile there was silence, and I walked to the French window to look out on the lawn and the carriage-drive. But as I looked, suddenly there came a dismal yell from above, followed by many shrieks. We—myself and the servants—found Aunt Sarah seated on a miscellaneous heap of clothes by the side of her big trunk, a picture of calamity. "Gone!" she ejaculated. "Stolen! All my jewels! Stop thief! Catch 'em! My jewel-case!"

I share this story about my life from childhood to adulthood while telling how my maternal grandmother that I was not aware existed gave me a locket in secret while visiting me for the very first time when I was twelve years old. I explained here why and how I was able to hide the locket for fifty-five years. I tell my story of the locket through a series of unusual events where things were surprisingly revealed to me about an ancestry that I never knew existed on my mother’s side of the family. I relate how that locket kept silent and never opened itself for years until it was the perfect time to reveal its true meaning to me. I explained the feeling of total joy and excitement I have once I discovered for certain that I have real blood relatives on my mother’s side of the family, not just step relatives, or adopted family members. My desire to help my youngest granddaughter understand the importance of the locket as I pass it down to her compelled me to write about the events surrounding Aunt Sarah’s locket and just how I discovered what I had been given by my grandmother over fifty-five years ago.