We buried the only man we ever called Dad believing we understood him completely. For years, Thomas had been the foundation of our lives—the quiet constant who never asked for attention, never demanded recognition, and never spoke much about his past.
To us, he was simply the man who raised us, protected us, and held everything together without ever breaking in front of us. His life, as far as we knew, was simple and honest. But grief has a way of revealing what silence hides.
The day of the funeral was gray and heavy, the kind of sky that presses down on everything beneath it. We stood by his grave surrounded by…
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