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The next morning, his room is empty. The key remains on the bar. But on the back of the key, now visible in daylight, is scratched: "Forgive me."

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Subtitle: The Crossroads of Narrative and Human Experience The next morning, his room is empty

He then tells her he has walked two hundred miles to return a key to a room he last saw forty years ago—a room where he had been happy. He places a brass key on the table. "The inn burned down in '78," the daughter whispers. "I know," he says. "That is why I came." The next morning