Once upon a pearl a little girl did fall. Her skinned knee was ignored as she examined her new treasure. Her mother told her it was fake, but she knew it was real and important. She did not know that the murderer was very grateful she took it from the crime scene.
The police never found the missing woman. The little girl’s mother never connected the pictures in the paper with her child’s treasure. The luxurious strand of pearls draped over the woman’s chest belonged to another world. She never knew that she denied her daughter’s fifteen minutes of fame.