Twenty years ago, I saved a boy during a storm — Yesterday, he returned with an envelope that gave me chills.

I froze.

Those eyes.

Always the same ones.

He nodded. “Hello, Claire.”

“Andrew?”

“Andrew?”

“Yes,” he said. “It’s me.”

I was shocked.

Then I pointed at the envelope.

I opened the door wider.

“What is it?” I asked.

“It’s a long story,” he said.

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