A few weeks later, the day came. We went to the retirement home, and I helped Grammy with the registration and moving in. The place was lovely, with well-kept gardens and cheerful staff. Grammy seemed happy, which made it easier for me to handle the lump in my throat. After we finished the registration, we decided to check out the local café inside the home. As we waited in line for our coffee, something incredible happened. “Peter? Is that you?” Grammy’s voice was a mix of shock and excitement. I turned to see an elderly man, about Grammy’s age, standing there with a look of surprise on his face. “Mary?” he replied, his voice trembling. “Mary, it’s been so long!” Guys, it was her high school sweetheart, Peter! They hadn’t seen each other in almost 60 years. My jaw practically hit the floor. “Grammy, who is this?” I asked, looking between them. “Oh, Mia, this is Peter,” she said, her eyes misty. “Peter, this is my granddaughter, Mia.” Peter smiled warmly at me. “It’s nice to meet you, Mia. Your grandmother and I were very close a long time ago.” They hugged, and it was such an emotional moment. After the initial shock, we sat down at a table. They started talking, reminiscing about the days when they were together. It was like watching a live version of one of those feel-good, romantic movies.
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