“The woman who makes you want to give it all up. Like when your dad met your mum.” I sit back in my chair, gripping the back of my neck as I process what he’s saying. “You always told me that Dad threw his career away when he met Mum. You said he walked away from a major opportunity.” Grandad blinks slowly, his lips pursed in disappointment. “Aye, he did, but do you think he regrets it for a second?” he asks, his eyes flaring with mischief. I huff out a small laugh. “I should hope not, considering I’m the reason he quit.” Grandad smiles beneath his mustache. “Exactly. He met his lassie at
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