Diane's povI rose to my feet.My pulse thundered in my ears.The branches swayed gently in the evening breeze.For a moment...No one appeared.Then...A man stepped out from the shadows.He looked to be in his late sixties.His gray beard was neatly trimmed.His coat was worn from years of travel.But it was his eyes that caught my attention.Kind.Gentle.And filled with memories."You..."I whispered."You know my father."He smiled."I knew both of your parents."Before I could say another word...The patio doors opened.Zephyr hurried outside."Diane?"He stopped the instant he saw the stranger.His posture stiffened."Who are you?"The older man slowly raised both hands."I'm not your enemy."A second later...Richard, Samuel, Abe, Sarah, Marcus, Olivia and Margaret rushed into the garden.No one had come alone.No one intended to leave Diane alone.Samuel's eyes widened.He took one step forward.Then another.His voice cracked."Peter..."The old man smiled."It's been a long
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