At last, it occurred to her that this trunkful of trash could, possibly, be considered otherwise. The items had been collected for a reason. Probably her aunt’s reason wasn’t a rational one, but out of respect, she was going to wait until at least the next trash-pickup day before dumping it out.
There was much work to be done, and riffling through a pile of scraps wasn’t high on the priorities side. Next, she moved on to the hall closet.
It’s there that she would find the photo album with all the answers. The album was completely filled, with pictures like the one below; close ups of all the crap in that trunk, which had at one point been stuck on her dog’s nose.