After years spent in a quiet nursing home, 78-year-old Margaret often found herself yearning to see the house she had once called home. With her only son lost to time and distance, and her memories slowly slipping away, she held tightly to one small piece of the past an old house key worn from use.
One morning, driven by a quiet ache in her heart, she boarded a bus and returned to her old neighborhood. Her heart raced with hope and nostalgia, but when she arrived, her breath caught in her chest the house was gone. In its place stood a towering mansion, modern, grand, and unfamiliar. Stunned and overwhelmed, Margaret approached the…
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