Chapter 10 - Secrets Hidden Inside The Faded Brown Coat Pocket
The entire corner of the diner seemed to hold its breath as Clara pulled a worn leather wallet from her coat.
She popped open the brass clasp, revealing yellowed photographs and creased paper receipts from decades gone by.
She slid a single black-and-white photograph across the checkered tabletop toward Hannah’s shaking hands.
Hannah looked down at the image, her knees suddenly going weak as she recognized the smiling faces staring back.
It was her father as a young man, standing beside a radiant young woman who looked remarkably like Clara.
“I was your mother’s older sister, Eleanor... your long-lost aunt who vanished after the family fallout,” Clara sobbed softly.
Hannah sank into the booth bench opposite them, the staggering reality crashing down upon her sleep-deprived brain.
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The aunt her father had swore was dead for thirty years was sitting right here in a diner eating soup paid for by her son.
Milo looked between them with wide, innocent eyes, completely unaware of the generational earthquake he had just triggered.
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