The Envelope That Changed Everything

to sit up straight in the front pew and smile until my face ached.

I turned my head toward the other side of the bed and saw a scrap of paper pinned to my pillowcase like a cruel little flag.

At first, I didn’t understand what I was looking at. My eyes were still sticky with sleep, my mind slow, syrup-thick. Then my gaze caught the neat, deliberate handwriting.continue reading …