For 25 Christmases, The Same Silent Stranger Appeared Outside Our House At Exactly The Same Time. He Never Spoke, Never Left A Note, And Every Year My Parents Called The Police In Panic. When I Turned 15, I Finally Stepped Outside And Asked, “Why Do You Keep Coming Back?” He Looked Straight At Me… And Burst Into Tears.

envelope. My hands were shaking.

“How… how is any of this possible?”

“It is a long story. Perhaps you should read David’s letter first. He explains it better than I could.”

I opened the white envelope. Inside was a handwritten letter, several pages long, written in a shaky script that spoke of age and illness.

My dear Ryan,

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