After my grandfather’s funeral, I found his secret hiding place in the attic — and learned he had been lying to me my entire life. – Story
Marin was twenty-seven when she buried the only family she had ever truly known—her grandfather, Harold. He had raised her since she was two, after her parents died in a car accident. Her memories of them were limited to a few photographs kept carefully in a drawer, but Grandpa had filled every empty space their…