Part of me even asked: Did I get taken advantage of?
But each time the doubt crept in, I brushed it aside. It doesn’t matter, I reminded myself. If someone needed them, they got them. That’s all that counts.
An Unexpected Package
It was a small box. No return address I recognized. I opened it with curiosity and immediately saw a handwritten letter tucked inside—delicate cursive on simple paper. Underneath were several photos.
I sat down and began to read.Continue reading…