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Part 2 The lawyer, Mr. Harlan
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Part 2

The lawyer, Mr. Harlan, sat down in my living room with a gentle but serious expression. He placed the wooden box on the coffee table between us.

“Thomas was my client for over forty years,” he began. “He came to me just six months after you left for college. He was heartbroken, but he made a decision that day — he would build a life that could one day take care of you, even if you never came back.”