Chapter 12 - My Father Handed Me the Family Key and Told Me Something My Grandfather Had Written About Me Before I Was Even BornDad gave me an old brass key.
The same kind Mark had carried that night.
“This belonged to your grandfather.”
“What does it open?”
“Nothing anymore.”
I laughed.
“Then why give it to me?”
“Because he wanted you to have it.”
Dad handed me a letter.
My grandfather had written it decades earlier.
It said:
To Ethan,
If you're reading this, you're old enough to understand that family is not about who shares your blood. It is about who protects your name when you're not in the room.
I looked at Dad.
“He wrote this before I was born?”
“Yes.”
I smiled.
May you like
My grandfather had somehow known.
Or maybe he simply understood people.
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