Hannah Campbell — The Envelope After Thirteen Years
The image had been taken the summer before he left.
I found this behind an old financial report, he wrote.
I thought I’d lost it.
Is this Zachary or Nathan holding the cup?
I stared at the message longer than I meant to.
He remembered their faces but not which boy was which.
That was not surprising after thirteen years.
It was nevertheless painful.
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