As Grandma passed away, she left me her house and a chilling note: “Burn everything in the attic.” I didn’t listen.
I went upstairs and discovered a box of old letters and photographs — one in particular showed me as a child, holding hands with a man I didn’t recognize.
On the back, a handwritten note read:
“My son and my …
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