The night of the Lantern Festival filled Riverdale with warmth and celebration. Everywhere you looked, people were in high spirits. The giant mall screen played the live broadcast of the festival gala, lighting up the city. As the car cruised down the lively main avenue, everything felt more vibrant than ever.
“Riverdale’s really changed for the better,” Sean said, gazing out the window.
Theo nodded from the other side of the back seat. “It’s been years since you were last here, Uncle. The city’s grown so much.” He pointed out the window at a familiar building. “Grandma always tells me about the time you got lost here as a kid.”
Sean smiled, a wave of nostalgia in his voice. “That’s the old clock tower, right?”
“Yeah. They’ve torn down almost everything around it, but the tower’s still here.”
“Brings back memories,” Sean murmured.
They chatted all the way home. Sean’s secretary was with them too, helping settle everyone in at the Newton family house. Later that night, the conversation grew more serious over evening tea. Sean looked over at Howard. “You should have told us about your wife sooner. Things wouldn’t have gotten this far.”
“That’s why I’m here,” Sean continued. “I want to see if there’s any way to fix things. At the very least, I’ll make sure you get her back.”
Howard nodded. “Thanks, Uncle. Kelly will appreciate it.”
Sean started to say something else, then let it go with a small smile. “Never mind. We’re family. That’s what matters.”
The old troubles—they were in the past now.
That night, the three younger ones went back to Golden Bay. Oliver was supposed to go too, but the thought of Patricia alone in the house made him stay. He found an excuse and remained in Riverdale.
After dinner, he sent Marian and Johns off to enjoy the holiday. The main house was quiet, just Oliver and Patricia.
In the big living room, Patricia curled up on the sofa, hugging a pillow as she watched the gala on TV. Oliver came out of the dining room with a bowl of fresh cherries.
“Marian said we should eat these while they’re still good,” he said.
Patricia took the bowl and smiled. “Thanks.”


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