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

choices. I could downplay it and tell him to forget it. Or I could face whatever this was with him.

So I sat across from him and said, “Then we find out.”

We went that afternoon.

The whole drive there, Adrian bounced between silence and nervous talking.

“What if he’s dead?”

“He signed the letter.”

“That doesn’t mean recently.”

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