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building something after it.

A year later, I received one final letter from my mother.

It came through Rachel, as required.

Rachel read it first and called me.

“You don’t have to see this,” she said.

“Is it an apology?”

“No.”

“Then summarize it.”

“She says she forgives you.”

I almost laughed.

Of course she did.

“She also says she hopes Noah finds her when he’s continue reading …