All showing the same thing: Thomas had built something substantial. And left it all to me.
“How?” I asked. “How did he have all this when I was told he died in 1974?”
Albert sat down across from me. “That’s part of what I need to explain.”
Thomas hadn’t died in 1974. He’d disappeared.
In the summer of that year, he’d been working construction. Good job. Steady pay. We were saving for a house.
Then one day he didn’t come home. His foreman called. Said Thomas hadn’t shown up for work. Wasn’t answering calls.
I filed a missing person report. Police investigated. Found his truck abandoned near the state line. No sign of him. No explanation.
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