Chapter 26 - MY DAUGHTER BECOMES A MOTHER

Our daughter became a mother at thirty.
A little boy.
When he was three, somebody at a playground asked whether my husband was the “real grandpa” because the child resembled his father’s side more strongly.
Our daughter laughed.
Then said:
“He’s the grandpa who brought six toy trucks, so unfortunately yes.”
No wound.
No panic.
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The word real had lost its weapon.
That was victory.