She rotated it slowly under a magnifying lamp. There they were. Jackie Robinson. Roy Campanella. Duke Snider. The ink was faded, a ghostly blue against the hide, but the signatures were unmistakable.
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"Buying or selling?" she asked. Her eyes immediately dropped to the box. She rotated it slowly under a magnifying lamp
"It’s authentic," Sarah said. "I can give you a fair price. Enough to fix whatever’s going on at home." Elias nodded, his shoulders dropping two inches. a ghostly blue against the hide