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But deep down, she was curious GG wanted her to reveal the truth, and as she told Mr Klein, she wasn’t a quitter

Glancing at her bag, she spied a corner of the envelope peeking out at her She reached out with tentative fingers and grabbed it before she could stop herself With a flick of her wrist, she tore it open, inhaled a steadying breath, and read

Dear Abigail,

By now, you should’ve read the journal Looking back, when I first found evidence of what I suspected to be true, I think I was blinded by s I had learned With every piece of the puzzle, I didn’t want to believe itIt may be that way for you, as well In case it is, let —the ti to hide

A little over ten years ago, I decided to do a faift for him Admittedly, I had also hoped to trace his roots back to a surviving ancestor of the Holocaust I wanted to do so for him because he had endured so much I wanted to show him I cared, even if he never did open up tothe war

I knew the names of his parents and sisters, of course, but little more, and so I went to Mr Alvarez at the Holocaust Museu there He had access to partial records of the Jews retained and killed at Auschwitz as recorded by the nuht be able to track down surviving relatives through their records To my surprise, I found someone who I was certain was his cousin

Tostory short, she refused to randfather couldn’t possibly be “her Yoel”, and after our conversation, I didn’t push the issue I, above all people, kno touchy your grandfather is about his time spent in the camps

It broke my heart not to expand o, with the intention of revisiting the idea later My failed effort, however, didn’t stop me It only motivated me to find another Gutator It was this choice that ultis about our family, our past And when I told hi, he never stopped He contacted me weeks later with newfound infore of heart and told hier wanted to move forward I’m afraid whatever he found was lost

Abigail, when the time comes, and you know the truth, you will need to decide what course to take You will have the burden of proof, as I once did The journal is a part of that, but there’s more Go to my house and find the key tohidden there Inside is an envelope Open it Find the courage to do what I couldn’t I never looked inside because I was afraid

The key to the safety deposit box is in a small metal tin, buried in the backyard under et the information you need to prove what I couldn’t

Love always,

GG

Abby lowered the letter and sed She was no closer to knowing the truth than she was before reading the letter, but so sunk in her stoht be in GG’s safety deposit box She only knew she needed to find it

AS ABBY EXITED THE highway, her thoughts continued to drift to her grand the puzzle she left for her seemed monumental Why would she leave her these letters? Why not coht she had found? GG said she didn’t have sufficient proof, but if she ca for, it would ? What if, this whole time, Abby searched for a secret that wasn’t even real?

This could either be a