It was a rainy evening. A postman stopped at an old, abandoned house. The walls were covered with dust, the windows broken, and silence ruled the air.He checked the address again — it matched perfectly.He slipped an old, yellow envelope through the rusty door.But as he turned to leave, an old woman opened the door slowly.Her eyes were weak, her hands trembling.“Is… is that letter for me?” she asked softly.The postman nodded.She took the letter, looked at the handwriting, and tears filled her eyes.“It’s my son’s handwriting… but he died twenty years ago.”The postman was shocked. “Ma’am… this letter was found in our old mailroom. It got lost all those years ago.”She opened it with shaking hands. Inside was written:> “Mom, don’t worry about me. I’ll be back soon. I love you.”The old woman smiled through her tears.She whispered, “You finally came home, my boy…”The rain kept falling — but now it felt like heaven was crying too.
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