And then there was the heartache—the deep sadness that had lingered for years, a small yet heavyweight he had carried into adulthood. Yet here Tubby was, alive, after thirty long years.
Emily sat there, dumbfounded, cradling the tortoise gently in her hands. Her mind raced as he tried to grasp what was happening. How could this be? How had Tubby survived all this time, hidden and forgotten?