For 18 years, my son received a mysterious envelope every birthday—when he finally opened the last one, he discovered who had been sending them all along

it’s one of my friends being weird. Maybe you’re part of a very low-budget spy operation.”

He smiled, but barely.

Then I made the joke I should not have made.

“Besides, these envelopes have money in them. Your father would never.”

That time, Adrian genuinely laughed. Only for a moment. Then he looked down at the card again and became quiet.

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