A drawer caught when I pulled it open.

I remembered Lucas complaining that it never slid properly after he assembled the dresser.

Beneath a stack of folded sleepers I found a small card addressed to me.

It had been written at the baby shower but apparently forgotten among the gifts.

Nora, it said, you have carried more for us than we could ever ask.

Whatever this little girl becomes, I hope she knows what love brought her here.

Love, Lucas.