Hi Playmakers,
Every family has stories. Some are proudly passed down. Others stay hidden—buried under silence, shame, or simply time.
A few years ago, I uncovered one of ours.
It began on my grandmother’s deathbed. In fleeting moments of clarity, she started revealing pieces of a story no one had heard before — details about my grandfather’s past, mentions of another family, and hints that the life we thought we knew wasn’t quite real.
After she passed, we found the proof.