A Stranger Sent My Son Birthday Cards for 12 Years — On His 18th Birthday, the Sender Finally Revealed His True Name

it twice. Then a third time.

“Take care, son.”

Adrian noticed that too. “You see why I thought of my dad, right?”

I did. Of course I did. A man’s full name. A letter waiting at a law office. A secret stretching across 18 birthdays. It sounded exactly like the kind of dramatic nonsense an absent father might pull when he wanted redemption without the inconvenience continue reading …