Eighteen Years After Ray Abandoned Him on a Dirt Road, Thomas Found His Mother’s Letter
Diane sat with her hands folded in her lap.
Megan was in the wicker chair, twisting her engagement ring around her finger.
She had brought a box of apple fritters from the bakery on Oak Street.
No one had opened it.
“I found the letter in his desk,” Megan said.
“I read the first line and I thought you’d run off.
I thought he was telling the truth.”
“I know what he told you, Megan.”