A 68-Year-Old Widow Moved Above an Omaha Laundromat And Three Exhausted Nursing Students Taught Her That Noise Can Be a Lifeline

a narrow wooden box they had discovered behind a loose panel in the basement workshop. Inside were nine sealed envelopes addressed to me in Laurel’s handwriting.

The oldest had been mailed eight years earlier.

The newest was only eighteen months old.

Resting on top was a note written by my husband before he died.

It contained one sentence:

“I couldn’t let continue reading …