My Parents Dumped My Grandpa At My Doorstep Like Trash At 5:30 In The Freezing Morning, Along With A Note: “You Take Care Of Him – We Can’t Handle It Anymore.” They Kicked Him Out Just To Make Room For Their Golden Child. But 1 Year Later, They Came Crawling Back, Begging TO TAKE HIM IN – ALL BECAUSE

Right now, I live in a four-bedroom house with a small garden in the suburbs of California with my boyfriend, Ethan Caldwell, our six-year-old daughter, Sophie, and my grandfather, William, who is 78 now.

Two years ago, I didn’t know Grandpa would end up living with us.

I didn’t know a single folded note stuffed under the handle of an old suitcase could split my family clean in half.

But I remember the date like it’s stitched into my skin.

December 23rd, 2022. One day before Christmas.

Back then, Ethan and I were still in a small two-bedroom rental near my office. Life wasn’t glamorous, but it was steady. I worked as a sales director for a restaurant chain. Ethan was head of HR at a real estate company. Calm, organized, the type who could talk someone down from the edge without raising his voice.

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