And a lonely man who, in the end, was not alone at all.
What would you have done in Sarah's place? Would you have opened the safety deposit box, or would you have left Walter's past buried with him?
If you liked this story, here's another one for you: My six-year-old daughter became obsessed with the grumpy old man who sat alone at our neighborhood park every morning holding two cups of coffee. I thought he was just lonely — until an old photograph slipped from his coat pocket, and I realized why he couldn't stop staring at her.
