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Letting Go

Once outside, Wilburt paused. “I never went down there. My father told me never to open the safe. Said it was better forgotten.” He glanced at Amber. “But maybe it’s time to let go. Maybe it’s time to reveal its secrets.” For the first time, Amber saw him smile. “My name is Wilburt, by the way.” They shook hands—and crossed the lawn.
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