A lonely school bus driver remembered every child’s birthday—one afternoon, the entire town came together to surprise him.

June wrote my name on the card. I used to read it when I moved to a new place.”

Mr. Walter sat down hard on the bottom bus step because his legs had clearly stopped cooperating.

Hannah knelt in front of him.

“I know life did not go the way any of you wanted,” she said. “But I wanted you to know that I was real. I existed. And whatever love you and June continue reading …