Returning
The answer revealed itself sooner than Kevin expected. As his eyes scanned the dim street, he froze suddenly. From the shadows of a nearby alley, a familiar pair of weary eyes stared back at him. His chest clenched. The old man was there, watching silently. The wedding dress was clutched tightly in his arms again, like something too fragile to release. He hadn’t vanished after all. He had returned.
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