An 80-year-old man reunited with his high school sweetheart—and after 60 years apart, he finally asked her to marry him.

“I lost a son.”

Tears filled both our eyes.

“But I found you.”

I looked toward Jake.

“And I found our grandson.”

I opened the ring box once more.

“I don’t want to lose another day.”

I smiled.

“Will you marry me?”

She reached up and touched my face.

“Yes, Arthur.”

Her voice broke.

“Yes.”

Jake laughed and cried at the same time.

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