Stories.
Photographs.
Family history.
Pieces of a man he had never known.
That evening, after we returned home, I opened a fresh notebook.
Across the first page, I wrote:
**“For Lily, from all the people who love you.”**
Then I listed both grandfathers.
Levi.
And Sebastian.
Ethan lifted Lily onto his shoulder and kissed the tiny triangle behind her ear.
“You two are my whole world.”
I smiled.
**“And now we know all of yours too.”**