The item inside

The cabinet had a rugged beauty, its surface hand-carved and fitted with tarnished brass handles that squeaked when Luke pulled them open. Inside, hanging neatly, was a single item—his Grandfather’s wartime uniform. Surprisingly pristine for its age, the jacket still displayed rows of polished medals pinned proudly across the chest. Luke had once seen Grandpa wear it at a veterans memorial, but he’d never studied it this closely before. Now, it almost radiated silent importance.
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