My grandfather, who is 76 years old, sewed blankets and sold them at the flea market so I could walk again – Then a motorcyclist arrived and said to me, "I've been looking for you for 20 years."

"Please, darling. Please."

"My name is Cole," he said. "Hannah was the person I loved most."

"My mother's name was Hannah."

" I know. "

Grandfather stepped between us. "You don't have the right to come here."

Cole took a worn envelope out of his vest.

"I've been waiting for answers from you for twenty years, Benjamin. I know what you did back then. You won't fool anyone again."

" I know. "

He placed it on the table.

Grandfather tore it open.

A photo slipped in.

He turned pale.

"No. Is that really you? It's not possible."

"It's really me."

"How dare you come here after all these years?"

Cole clenched his jaw.

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