Andrew’s eyes blurred. He read on. “I could not destroy these documents, nor could I flaunt them. The world has little appetite for unsung heroes. So I left them here, hidden, until someone willing to bear the truth unearthed them. I don’t want glory—but I hope you will understand me better, my heir.”
“The money you find is modest savings, kept aside for you. Not because I wish to burden you with wealth, but because I know the estate will weigh heavily. Sell it, rebuild it, burn it down—it matters little. What matters is you understand the silence that defined me.”