My 8-Year-Old Granddaughter Pointed at the Boy in My Old Prom Photo and Said, ‘Grandma, He Gives Me Extra Dessert at School’ – He’d Been Gone for 42 Years, and She Handed Me Something That Made Me Go Pale

Tom explained that his mother was Nancy, David’s older sister.

Ellie had been right.

He looked remarkably like David.

Even the crescent-shaped mark above his eyebrow was there, though Tom said his was a birthmark.

“My grandmother always said I looked like him,” he told me.

“How did you know who Ellie was?”

“I didn’t at first.”

He said Ellie had mentioned her grandmother Laura.

Then Westbrook High.

“My family still has a copy of David’s prom photograph,” he said. “When Ellie mentioned you, I started wondering.”

“Why give a child that knife?”

“I didn’t have your number, and I wasn’t going to ask her for your address.”

“Where did you get it?”

Tom went quiet.

Then he said:

“From Charlie.”

I stood so quickly the room shifted.

“My brother?”

“You know Charlie belongs to the woodworking club?”

“Yes.”

“So do I.”

Tom explained that he and Charlie had known each other casually for years.