Chapter 21 - A Mysterious Envelope Arrives At The Workshop Door
Late one crisp autumn evening, Arthur locked up his downtown workshop and prepared to head home. As he turned off the main lights, a soft flutter of paper slid beneath the heavy front glass door.
He walked over slowly, picking up a plain, unlabelled white envelope resting on the wooden welcome mat. He sliced open the flap with his silver shears, pulling out a single handwritten note written on cheap stationery.
“I’m sorry for everything... please forgive me.” There was no signature at the bottom, but the tear-stained ink was unmistakable. Arthur stared at the note for a long, silent moment before walking over to the fireplace.
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He tossed the letter into the glowing flames, watching it turn to ash in a matter of seconds. He locked the iron stove door, turned off the remaining lights, and stepped out into the cool night air.
He didn't look back, driving home under the brilliant canopy of American stars toward a future he built entirely with his own two hands...
