Old Man Sits At Bus Stop With Wedding Dress On His Lap, Then A Woman Finds Out Why

Caitlyn’s chest tightened. “I’m so sorry.” The woman stepped aside. “He spoke of you often. Said you reminded him of Ellen’s warmth.” She handed Caitlyn a small, ribbon-wrapped box. “He wanted you to have this.” Inside was a folded note and a brooch—delicate, silver, shaped like a hydrangea. The note simply read: Thank you for seeing me.