Man Brings Piano to Thrift Store, Then the Store Owner Calls Him With News

It always had to be you

Evelyn patted Paul’s hands weakly. “You were always meant to find it,” she murmured. Paul leaned closer, heart pounding. “Find what, Evelyn?” he asked softly.

Evelyn smiled, tired but radiant, as if she’d been keeping a secret for years and was finally ready to let it go. “The gift I left hidden for the right person.”