James’s eyes welled up with tears. “I still remember hearing his voice after all those decades,” he said, his voice faltering. “When I told John everything that had happened to me, he broke down, sobbing violently and apologizing profusely. I thought he was crying out of sympathy for me, so I asked him to hang up and meet me soon to continue our conversation in person.”
James paused, his hands trembling slightly as he continued recounting the story to Delilah. “I wasn’t prepared for what John was going to confess. We met here at Oak Park, and the reunion was everything I had dreamed of. We hugged, laughed, and reminisced about our childhood. For a moment, it felt like no time had passed at all.”