A Trusted Volunteer Forged My Signature to Convince Me My Child Was Dead — Here’s How I Found Him Alive
Do not tell anyone, not even your sister.
I will explain everything later and make it up to you.
Lucas.
My knees nearly went out from under me.
Because that note was written in my own handwriting.
Not similar to it.
Identical to it, in every detail — the crooked capital L, the strange way I cross my lowercase t, even the forward slant I use writing flight logs on my knee in the cockpit.
I had not written that note.