My hands shook when I found it.
A tiny envelope, my name in her fading handwriting, hidden in a red cardigan I never wore. For years, I’d mocked that sweater in my head, called it ugly, cheap, old-fashioned. But now my daughter stood beside me, wrapped in the same wool, as I unfolded a love letter from the dead. The first words made my che… Continues…
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