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A week before his 75th birthday, my adventurous dad surprised me with a road trip

to meet someone important. Curious, I agreed, and we drove to a small coastal town, sharing stories along the way.

At a secluded beach, my dad grew nervous as we awaited a young woman named Clara.

To my shock, she revealed herself as his granddaughter from a past relationship.

They embraced, shedding tears and exchanging heartfelt apologies for lost time.

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