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I entered his room, Grandpa turned his head. His eyes were clearer, though his face was still pale. He saw the framed photo of Grandma on the table beside him, and his chin trembled.
“You found her,” he whispered.
“I found both letters.”
His eyes closed.
“She always knew before I did,” he said.
I pulled the chair close and told him everything. The police.continue reading …
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