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continued. “My grandson—” he pointed at me “—he’s the only one who ever treated me like I mattered. Not because of what I could give him. Just because I was his grandpa.”
After the verdict, I took Grandpa out to dinner. Just the two of us. He was quiet for a long time.
“I feel guilty,” he finally said.
“Guilty? Grandpa, they robbed you.”
“They’re still continue reading …
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