When her grandfather died, everyone whispered about who would inherit his fortune, but all he left her was his china collection.
The plates were beautiful, but she couldn’t help but feel disappointed. The thing was, nobody else seemed to inherit the fortune, either.
In time, the whispers quieted, and the family concluded that he must have spent all his money.
One day, she broke a saucer and tried to find a replacement. But there was no maker’s mark on the back, and when she looked closely, the red-painted pastoral patterns were all different.
Her grandfather had left her a map.

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