strangely. I prepared the food, arranged the plates, and made sure everything was ready for dinner. From the outside, it probably looked like an ordinary family celebration.
Inside, however, I was struggling with questions I couldn’t answer.
Who was this man? Why had he been visiting my home? And why had he told my daughter something so significant without speaking to me first?
I kept checking the clock.
Then, at exactly 6:07 p.m., someone knocked on the front door.
The Man at the Door
I walked toward the entrance and opened it.
Standing outside was a man who appeared to be around my age. He held a small gift bag, and I could see a chocolate box inside.
Before either of us could speak, Lily rushed toward the doorway.
“I’m so happy you came!” she exclaimed.
The man smiled and greeted her warmly.
Then my wife appeared in the hallway.
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