A Stranger Left an Envelope Beside My Bed on My Sixty-Second Birthday—Then I Found His Photograph with My Son

“The exact amount, Mom.”

“Where did it go?”

“Into the business account.

It’s credited against the money he was supposed to have available before the November hearing.”

“Did he tell you the source?”

“He called it an investor’s bridge loan.”

“Does it name an investor?”

“No.”