Three Line Tale-Discovering Grandfather

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Grandfather was a stoic man who intrigued me, as much as, he intimidated me, so when he told me “There’s a brown snake up in that attic.”, I believed him.
Through the years, he retreated to that loft every evening and I used to hear him whistling up there, which made me wonder what he was doing, but even more, I wondered how he ignored the snake?
After the funeral, I climbed those attic stairs for the first time to find a sanctuary of expression he’d left behind meant for me to discover and the ‘snake’ he hadn’t lied about.
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