My Coworkers T.e.as.ed Me for Eating Lunch with the Lonely Janitor Every Day for 11 Years – At His F.u.ner.al, His [email protected] Pulled Me Aside and Said, ‘Mr. Wilson Left This for You’

because none of them understood what they were actually seeing.

Then I reached the final page.

Something slipped free and landed in my lap.

A photograph.

A young woman standing beside Charles.

Smiling.

For one brief second, I thought I was looking at myself.

I turned the picture over.

On the back, in Charles’s handwriting, were two words:

My daughter.

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My hands continue reading …