The Envelope That Changed Everything

last box was taped shut, Thomas glanced toward the back of the bakery where a small coat rack held Oliver’s worn jacket and Rachel’s scarf. He saw how thin the scarf was, how frayed the ends looked.

His voice came out quieter. “Do you have somewhere to go tonight?” he asked.

Rachel blinked, confusion flickering. “Home,” she said quickly, defensive. “We continue reading …