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\u201cYou need to get out more, Josh,\u201d I said. \u201cI want you to live your life to the fullest! Don\u2019t you want to meet someone?\u201d\n
\u201cI get it, Gran,\u201d he would say, pausing his game. \u201cBut I\u2019m just not interested in that at the moment. Work is taking up all my time and energy, and I don\u2019t think that\u2019s a bad thing.\u201d\n
\u201cYou\u2019re not getting any younger,\u201d I said, handing him chips to snack on.\n
\u201cIt\u2019s because you\u2019re surrounded by kids all day, so you just want great-grandchildren,\u201d he laughed.\n
Josh was not wrong. I was a kindergarten teacher and loved every minute of it. But I was done raising children away from their homes. Now, at 70, I desired a tranquil life of knitting and baking\u2014a soft existence, as Josh described it.\n
I am leaving my employment at the school at the end of the year. And maybe it was just maternal instinct, but I needed to know Josh was safe and not alone.\n She was a few years younger than Josh, and I liked having her around throughout the daytime. So, of course, I considered hooking her up with him.\n But I knew my grandson, Josh, would never accept to an organized date. He would probably not show up.\n The next best option was to bring Allison over for supper, forcing Josh to meet her.\n \u201cAlli,\u201d I said to her one day at school. \u201cWould you like to come over for dinner?\u201d\n \u201cYes! \u201cOf course, Mrs. Barnard,\u201d she replied. \u201cSince moving here, I\u2019ve really missed family dinners. This will be great.\u201d\n I invited Allison over for dinner on a Friday evening. She kept saying she\u2019d come early to help with the cooking or bring something over.\n \u201cPlease just let me help, Mrs. Barnard,\u201d she pleaded, as she helped me put the toys away one afternoon.\n \u201cYou can bring dessert,\u201d I told her. \u201cAnd call me Elsie.\u201d\n I loved her.\n And I was confident that she would complement\u00a0Josh wonderfully.\n But nothing could have prepared me for the bond between Josh and Allison.\n Josh walked in that evening while I was setting the table.\n \u201cWhat\u2019s this about?\u201d he asked, nodding to the table.\n \u201cWe\u2019re having a new teacher over for dinner, okay?\u201d I said, putting the cutlery in place.\n \u201cSure, do you need me to help you?\u201d he asked.\n She hugged me at the entrance and made herself at home while Josh remained in his bedroom.\n Then the whole evening was turned upside down.\n \u201cAllison?\u201d Josh\u2019s voice sounded from the doorway, full with skepticism and an uncanny sense of recognition.\n \u201cJosh?\u201d Allison replied, her eyes wide. \u201cMrs. Barnard, is this your grandson? Josh?\u201d\n Confusion engulfed the room like a dense cloud.\n \u201cWait, you two know each other?\u201d I inquired, my heart beating at the thought of their relationship.\n \u201cYeah, Gran,\u201d Josh answered while sitting down.\n \u201cHow?\u201d I pushed on. We were over the niceties; I needed to know more.\n \u201cAllison is my sister,\u201d he said, each word laden with the weight of a thousand unspoken memories.\n The room went silent.\n \u201cExplain, please,\u201d I told Josh.\n In truth, I had spent years of my life desiring a kid, but I struggled with personal relationships. So, at the age of 48, I decided to go to an orphanage.\n That is where I met Josh. He was five years old and survived an accident that k.i.l.l.e.d his parents.\n \u201cElsie,\u201d Mandy, the social worker, announced. \u201cHe\u2019s a great kid! He\u2019s curious, charming, and polite as ever. He just needs a chance to get out of here and live.\u201d\n When I met him, he was a fearful little child who had lost the people he cared about the most.\n \u201cWhat about the rest of his family?\u201d I asked. \u201cWouldn\u2019t they come looking?\u201d\n \u201cThere isn\u2019t anyone else,\u201d Mandy said. \u201cWe\u2019ve searched. Which is why he had to be separated from his sister, too. She was adopted three weeks ago.\u201d\n \u201cAnd the family didn\u2019t want to take Josh?\u201d I asked.\n \u201cSadly, no,\u201d Mandy admitted. \u201cThey just wanted the youngest child we had, so that they could have as much of her childhood as possible.\u201d\n In the end, despite my request for more information regarding Josh\u2019s sister, such private information could not be shared.\n I adopted Josh as his grandma because I was already graying and didn\u2019t want anyone asking him why his mother was so elderly.\n So Josh has known the truth, or at least as much of it as he can.\n \u201cTell me,\u201d I pressed on.\n \u201cGran, after you told me the truth about me being adopted, I felt settled. I mean, you had chosen me, after all. But I just felt that there was more to the story, you know?\u201d\n I nodded. I did not want to interrupt him. But I\u2019d pick this boy every time.\n \u201cSo, a few months ago, I went back to the orphanage, and I was told about a sister \u2014 Allison. And they were able to give me information because we were biological siblings.\u201d\n \u201cAnd then, Josh found me on Facebook,\u201d Allison chimed in. \u201cWe\u2019ve been talking for a while. Although, he didn\u2019t tell me the truth at first.\u201d\n \u201cWell, I didn\u2019t know if you knew the truth or not,\u201d Josh retorted. \u201cI couldn\u2019t just say that I found your details in an old file at an orphanage.\u201d\n \u201cI didn\u2019t think that our first meeting would happen here, in your home,\u201d Allison said.\n \u201cI think we need some dinner,\u201d I said, waking up to get the food.\n As we sat down at the table, I discreetly watched Josh and Allison reunite. I had no idea they knew each other, let alone were siblings.\n Allison\u2019s eyes were glazed over; I wondered what she was thinking and if she was all right.\n \u201cGran, why did you invite Allison over?\u201d Josh asked, pouring more wine.\n \u201cBecause I wanted to play matchmaker,\u201d I said honestly.\n Allison began laughing, and the room soon echoed with it.\n The awkwardness that had initially overwhelmed me had evolved into genuine joy \u2014 I had intended to bring love into Josh\u2019s life, never expecting it to take the form of a sisterly link long severed by fate.\n But their roles in each other\u2019s life were restored.\n Later, as Allison took care of the dishes, Josh and I stood outdoors.\n \u201cI can\u2019t believe this,\u201d Josh whispered, his voice cracking with emotion as he turned to me.\n \u201cI\u2019m as surprised as you are,\u201d I said, looking at the night sky.\n \u201cYou\u2019ve given me so much,\u201d he said. \u201cAnd now, you\u2019ve unknowingly brought Allison back. We\u2019ve been talking, but neither of us had the courage to actually meet.\u201d\n The rest of the night was filled with stories of childhood memories lost and recovered heartaches and hope, and the unbreakable link of family.\n As I lay in bed that night, the home quiet once again, I couldn\u2019t help but feel as if their meeting had been predetermined by another force.\n Allison will continue to be a part of Josh\u2019s life in some form.\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" When a young new teacher enrolls at her kindergarten, she believes she has hit the jackpot. But when Josh meets Allison, Elsie realizes they already have a connection. I am a meddling grandmother. Not in a terrible way; I simply want my grandson Josh to move on with his life. 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We welcomed Allison, a new kindergarten teacher, a few months ago.\n
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Allison arrived, delivering a cake and providing a welcome breath of fresh air.\n
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Josh is not my biological grandchild.\n
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On his 15th birthday, I finally told him the truth about the adoption, but not about his sister because I just lacked the facts.\n
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Josh ate calmly, chewing his food and pondering his thoughts.\n
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