“You are my sister’s daughter,” I told Virginia.
“And you,” I said to Gini, “are my great-niece.”
Gini crossed the room and hugged me tightly.
In that moment I finally understood.
Harold had not hidden another life.
He had spent a lifetime quietly holding two families together.
And in the end, the secret he kept had brought us all back to one another.
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