Then one day, she wasn’t there.
The sidewalk where she usually sat was empty. The silence, heavier.
A soft voice spoke. “Is this [my name]? This is the county’s office. We found your number in the belongings of a resident. She listed you as her emergency contact.”
My throat tightened. They meant her.
“She passed away peacefully this morning,” the voice said kindly. “But she left something behind. She asked that it be given to you.”
A Letter That Changed Everything
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