The Photograph’s Story
Jack picked up the photograph first. It was of his father as a young man, standing with a woman Jack didn’t recognize. They were smiling, arms wrapped around each other in a way that seemed too intimate to be just friends. Jack’s stomach dropped. Who was she? His father had never mentioned anyone like her before. The date on the back of the photograph was from a few months before his father met Jack’s mother.
The Photograph’s Story
The Second Letter
With trembling hands, Jack opened the second envelope. His father’s handwriting was there again, but this time, the tone was different—more personal, more vulnerable. “Jack, I need to tell you something about our family that I couldn’t say when I was alive. The woman in the picture is someone I loved deeply before I met your mother. Her name was Eleanor, and we were going to start a life together. But things changed.”
The Second Letter
