Category: Grandparents

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I knocked softly on the white framed door, anxiously filling with excitement as I stood there waiting for a reply. Behind the door appeared a balding man with wisps of grey hair, folds of loose flesh lay below his tired eyes, and his face was worn and lined from years of wind and burning sun.

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