“I’m going to show you something. But promise me you won’t tell anyone. Especially your father.”
I froze.
“Why especially Dad?”
“Because he’ll never forgive me.”
At that moment, I remembered every warning my father had given me. What happened
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Suddenly, they didn’t seem so meaningless anymore.
I stood up.
“I think I’d better go outside.”
My uncle immediately said,
“Wait. I’m not keeping you here.”
He unlocked the door and stepped aside.
But then he added,
“If you don’t see this today, I might never find the courage to tell you.”
His voice was trembling.
I decided to stay.
Richard walked into his bedroom.
A few seconds later, I heard him dragging something heavy across the floor.
When I followed him, I saw that he had pulled a large, dark brown suitcase from underneath his bed.
It was secured with two locks.
“Why have you been hiding all this?” I asked.
He didn’t answer.
Instead, he pulled a small key from his pocket.
Before opening the suitcase, he looked directly at me.
“Your father believes I destroyed the most important thing in his life.”
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My throat went dry.
“What did you destroy?”
He lifted the lid.
Inside were old photographs, envelopes, and a small red box.
On top lay a photograph of a woman.
A beautiful young woman wearing white.
I recognized her immediately.
It was my mother.
But the man standing beside her wasn’t my father.
It was my uncle.
And Richard had his arms wrapped around her.
