At My Grandfather’s Funeral, a Stranger Handed Me a Note – When I Read It, I Laughed Because Grandpa Had Tricked Us
Dahlia stood at her grandfather’s grave, feeling the weight of her family’s anger. Her relatives were furious about the small inheritance—only one dollar each—but Dahlia didn’t care about money. Grandpa had always been there for her, offering love and stories that made her feel seen. When Dahlia was alone, a mysterious woman appeared and handed…