The old man was chewing his thoughts with a wrinkled wooden spoon and was sighing at the thought of his granddaughter who promised she would come that afternoon. He had dreamed a few nights ago that he would die and he’d wanted to say goodbye earlier and tell her the secret he had kept hidden behind his thoughts. He had reached 94 and felt that it was the moment. His daughter died while giving …
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