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 read:

Adrian,

If you are reading this, then you are 18, and I have kept my promise as long as I was meant to.

First, happy birthday.

Second, I owe you the truth, or at least enough of it for you to decide whether you want more.

Please go to Merrick and Rowe on Fulton Street and ask for the envelope left in your name. They have been instructed to give continue reading …