Epilogue (Part 2)

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I was shocked . I opened up the present . It was old and rusty album . I took the album and sat on the bed crosslegged to see . The photos were old , with dates and slogans written down the each one . It consisted of my grandad , grandmom , picture of a young dad. One photo was really laughable. It was of my granddad , whose hair was slick with ketchup and he was trying to lick it . There were different photos of my grandad and dad.

One photograph in particular nearly gave me a heart attack. It felt as if the world stopped around me .

It was the photo of the man who helped me to avoid robbery . The same piercing blue eyes . The same overalls. He was holding a trophy . Near him stood a women. Below the picture was written-

"Sir George 3rd Harrison and Aliana Harrison. The trophy was given to me for being the best detective of the year. It was an amazing day. I got to share it with her "

I took a gulp . The more I looked, the more shocked I became .
There was a family photo. He was in the middle with a baby in his hands . Curious , I looked closely to recognise it as me . I knew my great-grandfather died at the age of 94 . He saw me . He holded me .

Then it became all clear . He came back to save the painting and me . It all made sense . When I was around him, the temperature always seemed cold . His voice was chilly and hollow . He knew everything about me . He came back to save his valuable. I understood now .

The robberers were shocked because they couldn't see him punching and hitting him.. That's why they kept repeating the word ghost as said by chief. Oh My God. Till now I was with a ghost . With my great grandfather. He was a ghost .

I don't know whether to laugh or cry . I was scared . I couldn't believe what happened with me .

I picked up the letter and continued reading.

I think by now, you might have understood who I was . Why I was helping you ? You are my own blood . How can I let you harm, when I knew I could help you . You are very brave Bess . I happy to see that same fire as that of your great-grandmother.

You don't remember but your first words were "grandpa". I was on the cloud nine at that day . It was the best day of my life . Even though I couldn't spend much time with you, I enjoyed every single moment with you while was alive.
I knew what was going to happen . I knew that your parents were going away . You will be alone when you had to fight those thiefs. I wanted to protect what was mine. Sometimes we come back to protect what is ours. But now it's time for me move on . Go back to my beloved . Dear Bess, I know right now you have different emotions stirring inside you . I can understand it. It's eerie to suddenly know that your ghost grandpa was with you all the time to help you . I couldn't help but smiled at this. It's creepy . I admit.

I know you will grow up, as a strong person, same as your great-grandmother was . You share same spirit as her . It was amazing to meet you again .

Bye babygirl . Take care .

Love grandpa

P.S There is a gift for you in the drawer . Open it . It belonged to your great-grandmother, but now I want you to have it and also, the painting is in your possession now. Bye Bess.

I was crying by the time I finished the letter . It was overwhelming . Should I believe what I saw ? Should I believe what happened with me ? My grandpa came back to save me. I was not scared anymore . Yes it's weird, but there is a comforting feeling that I got to see him again .

I reached my drawer and opened it ,to find a beautifully craved box. I opened it. It was a necklace , simple yet so beautiful . It was twisted around till it reached the stone - emerald . A rose was craved on it and below it "Forever" was written . It was enchanting . I wore it , never to take it off .

I knew what I had to do . I went to my window , opened it and whispered "Thank you for everything grandpa".

The wind was blowing lightly until I heard "Always babygirl" .

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