I pushed it aside and found two handmade cards sitting on a plastic container of baked goods.

Cody had drawn a baseball diamond in green and brown marker.

He’d drawn a stick figure on the pitcher’s mound with a giant glove.

The letters of my name ran big and crooked across the top.

I ran my thumb over the green marker.

Haley had sent a little white envelope.

Inside, in neat, tiny handwriting, she’d written a short update about her high school history classes.

She described a project she was working on about the Industrial Revolution.