A man visits his mother’s house after her death and discovers an old photograph of her with a boy who looks just like him. He sets out to find the boy and uncovers a shocking secret about his mother’s past. While most people hold fond memories of their childhood home and hesitate to sell it, Nate Sullivan was eager to let go of his old property in Texas after his mother passed away.
Just a week after her funeral, he contacted a real estate agent to find buyers, and to his surprise, a couple quickly showed interest in the house. Nate and his wife Clara traveled from New York that week to meet the potential buyers. They were touring the house with the agent, Mr.
Thompson, when Clara stumbled upon an old photo album from Nate’s childhood. “Hey, Nate,” she called out, flipping through the pages. “Look at this.
You were so cute as a kid! I wonder if there are more albums around. I still think you should reconsider selling this place, honey.
It’s full of your memories.”
Nate shrugged. “Not many of those memories are happy, Clara. Mom and I stopped talking after I left home.
You know, I could never figure her out. She never told me about my dad, no matter how much I asked. I’d watch other kids at baseball games with their fathers, but I was always alone in a corner, wondering about mine.”
“Oh, Nate,” Clara said, giving him a warm hug.
“I’m sure she had her reasons. She loved you, you know. She gave you a good education, helped you become a lawyer, and raised you all on her own.
That couldn’t have been easy as a single mom.”
“Yeah, sure…” Nate muttered. “Excuse me, Mr. and Mrs.
Sullivan,” Mr. Thompson cut in. “The buyers are here.
Shall we?”
“Of course, we’re coming,” Clara replied with a smile. She turned to Nate. “No need to rush, Nate.
You can still decide not to sell. It’s your call.”
“I’m selling, Clara. I don’t want to stay here any longer than I have to.
And that album? I wish she’d cared more about her son than these silly keepsakes. Just put it back.
We don’t need it.”
“No way, Nate. I’m keeping this!” Clara said. “Our kids should see how handsome their dad was as a kid.”
“Fine, do what you want,” Nate sighed, walking off.
Clara tucked the album into her purse and freshened up before meeting the buyers. The meeting lasted about an hour, with a full tour of the house and a discussion about the price. Afterward, Nate and Clara decided to grab dinner at a nearby diner.
As they pulled up, Nate told Clara to head inside while he parked the car. She stepped out, not realizing she’d left her purse behind. Nate spotted it, grabbed it from the seat, and as he did, the album slipped out, catching his eye.
“You really took it, Clara? Come on, you’re such a kid sometimes,” he said with a sigh, picking it up. But curiosity got the better of him, and he started flipping through the photos.
Looking at pictures of himself and his mother, he felt a pang of emotion, his eyes misting over for a moment. He brushed the tears away and was about to put the album back when something fell out. It was a photo, so he bent down to pick it up.
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