“The building where he worked.”
I frowned.
“The tailor shop?”
Arthur nodded.
“He bought it twenty-seven years ago.”
I stared at the document.
“Why?”
“Because he believed one day Caleb might come back.”
Inside the deed was a letter.
I unfolded it carefully.
To my son,
If you are reading this, then I have finally run out of time.
I bought this place because it was the last place where your sister and I made something beautiful.
I want you to have it.
Not because it is valuable.
Because it belongs to your family.
Then came the part that changed everything.
But if Caleb does not return, I want Nora to decide what happens to it.
I looked at Arthur.
“Why me?”
Arthur smiled.
“Because Julian had already decided.”
“Decided what?”
“To leave the building to you.”
I stared at him.
“I can’t accept this.”
“You can.”
“No. I barely knew him.”
