At my daughter’s funeral, my son-in-law announced he was sending my three granddaughters away so he could “start over,” never knowing the girls had hidden the notebook, recordings, and secrets that would destr0y him on his wedding day.

was the inconvenience.

“Don Julián, don’t make this harder than it already is. Rosa is gone. I deserve to move on.”

“And your daughters?”

He pointed toward the girls carelessly.

“My new partner isn’t going to raise three girls who barely listen to me anyway. You’re their grandfather. If you care about them so much, take them.”

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