“Are we going to tell him about it tomorrow?” she asked.

I stared down at the small folded piece of paper resting in my palm.

Brandon had hidden this note in the teddy bear’s stuffing inside a tiny plastic sleeve to protect the ink from moisture, which proved he had planned it carefully.

He fully expected someone in our family to find it eventually, when the time was right.

Most important of all, he had written Austin’s name.

“I honestly don’t know what we should do yet,” I admitted.