One day, you might turn to your loved one, only to find an empty space and regret like Hugo. He was always ashamed of his late Grandma Rosemary, who worked as a street sweeper. He condemned her when he only inherited an urn of ashes after her death until it shattered on the floor.<\/p>\n
Hugo, a 25-year-old guitarist, arrived at his late Grandma Rosemary\u2019s cottage, feeling out of place. His memories in the old, shabby house were so different compared to his current life in New York.<\/p>\n
\u201cGrandma,\u201d he muttered solemnly through tight lips. He apologized to the air for missing her funeral and walked around her humble place, looking at the photos of his childhood with her. They did nothing but bring back painful memories of his actions and attitude.<\/p>\n
He was embarrassed by her job as a street sweeper back then. Now, he was ashamed of himself and how he treated her.<\/p>\n
\u201cHugo, honey, walk to the side. Be careful. Watch out!\u201d she used to remind him when taking him to school, but he ignored her.<\/p>\n
His fingers touched the old study table she bought him that he had rejected so easily. \u201cGrandma, this old thing? Seriously?\u201d Hugo had taunted. He wanted a gaming console, but his grandmother couldn\u2019t afford that.<\/p>\n
Walking to the kitchen, Hugo mocked Rosemary\u2019s best dishes as her being creative because she couldn\u2019t afford anything fancy. But he was a demanding child, always wanting more and more.<\/p>\n
She tried to be cheerful. \u201cNext time, honey bee!\u201d Rosemary would promise. But she couldn\u2019t fulfill anything, and he only resented her. It was a shame that it took him so long to understand how ungrateful he was.<\/p>\n
He entered her bedroom, filled with old stuff, including a wooden crib and a partially sewn shirt she had been making for him.<\/p>\n
\u201cUnbelievable, Grandma! On a scale of ten, how confident were you that I would come to see you all these years?\u201d Hugo mused, shaking his head.<\/p>\n
Clothes\u2026 another memory of his past surfaced\u2014the prom debacle from 8 years ago. Obviously, he wanted something striking and had secretly admired an expensive suit at a boutique but felt resentful once again towards his grandmother for having no money.<\/p>\n
After being teased at school because kids knew he couldn\u2019t afford a good suit for prom, Hugo returned home and slammed the door to his room.<\/p>\n
\u201cHoney bee, please open the door. Is it a girl? Did she reject your proposal or something?\u201d Rosemary had knocked, her voice soothing and concerned.<\/p>\n
But he didn\u2019t want anything to do with her at that moment. Frustrated about their financial situation, he screamed into his pillow.<\/p>\n
Rosemary had waited for Hugo to join her for dinner that night, but he refused, leaving her worried and alone at the table. The following day, she hurried to prepare a good breakfast, but he brushed her off and left in a hurry.<\/p>\n
Hugo\u2019s memories continued to haunt him as he walked through his grandmother\u2019s old house. He recalled a time when his friends had mocked Rosemary while she worked, and his face turned red in shame, so he lashed out at them.<\/p>\n
\u201cShut up, guys! Just shut up!\u201d he had snapped, trying to walk away.<\/p>\n
Rosemary, unaware of Hugo\u2019s humiliation, approached him with cookies. \u201cHere, my boy,\u201d she said softly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t want these damn things!\u201d he yelled and couldn\u2019t contain the rant that followed. He insulted her, her job, and everything in their life. \u201cStop, Grandma! Enough of your gestures. I\u2019m so ashamed of you!\u201d<\/p>\n
Hugo had known he had hurt her deeply, especially because he had seen the slump in her shoulders as he walked off. But Rosemary had a plan. She had saved up enough money to buy him the expensive suit he wanted.<\/p>\n
It was waiting for him that same day when they got home. \u201cH-How did you know that I wanted this\u2026\u201d Hugo asked, stunned.\u201dI noticed you eyeing it outside the boutique! I worked overtime every day to afford it,\u201d Rosemary had said, the wrinkles on her face deepening with her smile.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, Grandma, I love you\u2026I love you so, so, so much!\u201d he had gushed, breathless and overwhelmed. He gave her the biggest hug, but that happiness didn\u2019t last long.<\/p>\n
Rosemary, dressed in her best attire, had excitedly prepared to accompany Hugo to prom. When she announced her intention to go with him, he choked on his own spit and started laughing. \u201cTo the prom? Grandma, are you kidding me?\u201d he said. \u201cNo way!\u201d<\/p>\n
Despite her efforts, he had once again broken her heart.A few weeks later, during Hugo\u2019s graduation, Rosemary dressed up in her best attire and went to the school with her colleagues. Hugo saw them, and instead of being happy to have so many people cheering for him, he paid off the security guard to deny them entry.<\/p>\n
Hugo only had time to see Rosemary and the other sanitation workers being escorted out; there was yelling and pleading, but he walked off to be with his friends.<\/p>\n
Returning home, Rosemary prepared Hugo\u2019s favorite dishes to celebrate his graduation and early birthday. However, when Hugo arrived, he disregarded the food. \u201cWhy did you come to my school, Grandma?\u201d he demanded.<\/p>\n
She was confused, but Hugo\u2019s rant was very clear. He berated her and her co-workers for trying to shame him in front of his friends and their fancy families. \u201cYou almost ruined my reputation at my graduation!\u201d Hugo accused, pointing his finger at her.A few days later, on his 18th birthday, Hugo left his grandmother to pursue his dreams of being a musician in the big city, abandoning her despite her pleas. Over the years, his contact with her dwindled until it stopped altogether.<\/p>\n
When Rosemary fell ill, Hugo could not visit due to his music tour. She passed away alone, and he was informed of her death much later. And now, he was back at her house, thinking of everything he couldn\u2019t take back.<\/p>\n
A knock interrupted his regretful memories. It was Simon, Rosemary\u2019s neighbor, with an urn and a letter for Hugo. He skimmed it, only to discover that she wanted her ashes scattered in the sea. He rolled his eyes, thinking it was such an inconvenience.<\/p>\n
But the neighbor had something else: Rosemary\u2019s dog, Sunny. It was another responsibility he didn\u2019t want, and he planned to abandon him.He searched the cottage for hidden valuables, finding nothing and reflecting bitterly on Rosemary\u2019s life. \u201cLook at you, Grandma! What did you earn out of years of sweeping and scrubbing the streets? NOTHING! And what did you leave me? NOTHING! Just an urn with your ashes! Great!\u201d he spatted into the emptiness, knowing he was madder at himself.<\/p>\n
He spent the night and started exploring the attic the next day. He found a box filled with trivial items and an old diary there. He was about to start reading it when Sunny\u2019s barking at a rat distracted him.<\/p>\n
He tried to calm Sunny, and while doing so, he accidentally knocked over his Grandma Rosemary\u2019s urn from a nearby table, and his eyes noticed a locket nestled among the dirt.<\/p>\n
Confused but curious, Hugo consulted Simon, who revealed that Rosemary had instructed him to put the locket in her urn, saying it was part of her past.<\/p>\n
Intrigued, Hugo returned to the cottage and began to read his grandmother\u2019s diary, which transported him to Rosemary\u2019s childhood. Sunny sat beside him while he read, and Hugo couldn\u2019t help but pat his head.<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
In the spring of 1949, a young Rosemary, playing by the rain, noticed a wealthy woman, Anna, and her son, Henry, arriving at the orphanage where she lived. She would later discover their family were big donors to the church that ran this group home.<\/p>\n
Back then, she stealthily took Anna\u2019s pretty red scarf but Henry caught her.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere\u2019s my Mommy\u2019s scarf?\u201d Henry demanded as his mother was distracted from talking to other adults. Rosemary denied taking it, but he persisted, \u201cLiar! You stole it. I saw you running with it. Give it back!\u201d<\/p>\n
Rosemary started to cry, which attracted Anna and a nun\u2019s attention. \u201cHey, what\u2019s the matter? Why are you crying?\u201d the fancy woman asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cMommy, she stole your scarf. I saw her running with it,\u201d Henry accused.Anna empathized with Rosemary and gave her the scarf to keep. Rosemary poked her tongue out at Henry while he pouted and crossed his arms. But the animosity wouldn\u2019t last long.<\/p>\n
Surprisingly, Henry and Rosemary became best friends, thanks to that incident. But when they turned 18 and 17, Henry confessed his love and proposed to Rosemary, as he was about to leave for London.<\/p>\n
\u201cRosie, will you be mine?\u201d he asked. She hesitated, staring at the golden sand beneath them on their favorite beach.<\/p>\n
\u201cHenry, you\u2019re my\u2026friend! I\u2019ve never seen you differently,\u201d she said softly, the wind blowing in her hair.<\/p>\n
He nodded. \u201cStill, I\u2019ll wait for you, Rosie. For as long as it takes!\u201d<\/p>\n
Henry left for London but he would send her love letters and a Teddy bear in the following months.Hugo turned the page on Rosemary\u2019s diary but found it empty. The rest of the journal had nothing more except an unposted old envelope bearing the name \u2018Henry\u2019 with an address.<\/p>\n
Hugo had to know the rest of their story, so he bought a new urn for Rosemary\u2019s ashes and set off with Sunny\u2013whom he had grown to love\u2013to find Henry. \u201cSunny, old pal, looks like we\u2019re in this together! Let\u2019s uncover Grandma\u2019s secrets, shall we?\u201d he said.<\/p>\n
After exhausting bus rides, hitchhikes, and motel stays, Hugo and Sunny arrived outside a huge mansion in the unfamiliar city where Henry supposedly lived.<\/p>\n
However, an older man provided Hugo with the correct address. Arriving at a modest house with a rose garden in a coastal town only an hour away, Hugo found an elderly Henry.Before Hugo could utter a word, Henry\u2019s gruff voice cut through the air. \u201cYou\u2019re not getting any of my roses, you hear me? Get out of my property!\u201d he barked.<\/p>\n
Sunny got spooked and started barking, defending Hugo.<\/p>\n
\u201cGet outta here, or I\u2019ll call the co \u2013\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m Rosemary\u2019s grandson!\u201d Hugo blurted, closing one eye as if expecting a blow.<\/p>\n
The old man\u2019s mouth popped open. \u201cRo-Rose-Rosemary\u2019s\u2026\u201d Henry stuttered as his eyes watered. \u201cCome in! Come in!\u201d<\/p>\n
Inside, Hugo noticed the house adorned with tchotchkes like the ones Rosemary loved. Henry invited him to sit on his mismatched chairs in front of a cozy fireplace. And Hugo explained the reason for his visit, showing Henry Rosemary\u2019s diary, the love letters he had sent, and her unposted letter.He also told the old man how he learned about him. Sighing, Henry lamented, \u201cOh, Rosie, why didn\u2019t you come back? Why did you leave me?\u201d as he touched the mementos of their past.<\/p>\n
Hugo then presented the locket with their pictures, prompting Henry to cry harder. \u201cWhat happened after you left for London?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n
The old man sniffed, and his voice was small and broken as he revealed that Rosemary had stopped writing to him. Upon returning from London, he was told she had moved away and didn\u2019t love him.<\/p>\n
Devastated, Henry lived a solitary life. \u201cRosie had taken my heart for eternity\u2026just like she took that red scarf,\u201d he said, retrieving a handkerchief from his pocket and wiping his face.He also said that when his parents died, he sold everything and moved to this lovely, tiny house, which was near the orphanage where Rosemary grew up. Henry didn\u2019t know she had passed and cried more, the sound muffled by the handkerchief.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe your parents lied to you, Henry. Why would Grandma leave you when she genuinely loved you? Maybe they told her to stay away from you because she was poor,\u201d Hugo suggested, tilting his head. \u201cDo you know where I found this locket? In her urn.\u201d<\/p>\n
Hugo took the urn out of his backpack and showed it to Henry. \u201cYour Rosemary hasn\u2019t gone anywhere,\u201d he said, touching the old man\u2019s shoulder. \u201cShe\u2019s right there in front of you\u2026I think it\u2019s time to say goodbye.\u201d<\/p>\n
Henry nodded, wiped his face with the handkerchief again, and led him to the beach nearby \u2013 his and Rosemary\u2019s favorite spot. With the sounds of the waves and the seagulls, they scattered her ashes together.After another few days, Hugo returned to his regular life with Sunny by his side, but he wrote songs about his grandma, begging for her forgiveness and telling the world about her long-lost love with Henry.<\/p>\n
It was his most successful work, and it felt like his apology to Rosemary for the awful kid he had been.<\/p>\n
Henry died a year later, and Hugo scattered his ashes at the same beach. \u201cNow, you can be together,\u201d he whispered and sang one of his hits.<\/p>\n
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