
My Grandma’s First Love Reached Out After Decades—She Was Too Afraid to See Him, So I Stepped In
Freepik In the small town of Briar Glen, where time ambled along like a gentle stream and every face carried a story, the approaching Valentine’s Day was less a celebration of romance and more a reminder of the past. At 72, Evelyn Collins had long grown accustomed to the quiet rhythms of her life. Each…