The boy pulled a cloth-wrapped object from his pocket and laid it on the table.
The watch.
Identical.
Robert placed his own beside it.
Two watches.
Two lives.
One broken family.
“You’re my grandson,” Robert said at last.
“And you’re not leaving.”
Daniel stared, stunned.
DNA tests later confirmed it—99.9%.
Daniel moved into Robert’s home.
He went back to school.