After 55 Years of Her First Love

I recognized it right away.

Thomas and I, outside the college library.

I had a duplicate of the identical picture in my handbag.

I came to a standstill.

The man raised his gaze from the photo. His dark eyes and crooked smile made my stomach knot. He was in his forties.”Ms. Eleanor?””Where did you obtain that?” I inquired.

He looked at the picture.I received it from my grandfather.”Who is your grandfather?”Thomas is his name.

I held onto my suitcase’s handle.My fiancé was Thomas.I am aware.”So, who are you?”Daniel is my name. “His grandson.”

I gave a headshake.That is not feasible.

Daniel inhaled deeply.Ms. Eleanor, he’s still alive. I was asked to bring you to him by him.

I was momentarily unable to comprehend the words.”Alive?”

Daniel gave a nod.

I inquired about Thomas’s whereabouts, the duration of his disappearance, and whether or not he had been imprisoned.

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