I returned home from a work trip to find 100 roses delivered to my wife – then I noticed the note hidden inside one of the bouquets

stay.

Afterward, she regretted sending it.

“I shouldn’t have done that,” she said.

“Why?”

“Because teachers aren’t supposed to admit they’re drowning.”

Now, standing on our porch, surrounded by roses, I realized those parents had read her message, and they had listened.
Jane knelt beside one of the bouquets and picked up another card.

Her voice shook as she continue reading …