A Nurse Mentioned the Woman Visiting My Dying Husband—Then She Came to My Door With a Letter About a Five-Year-Old Boy
Simon’s handwriting was on the first page.
Gemma, I am sorry you are learning this without me.
There is a five-year-old boy named Leo.
You don’t owe him anything.
If you want to stop here, you can stop.
But if you find him, you will understand why I couldn’t walk away.
I am sorry I never told you.
I read the lines twice.