On Our 21st Birthday, We Received a Mysterious Box—We Gasped When We Saw What Was Inside

laugh escaped me.

Leila wiped her cheeks with her sleeve.

I kept reading.

“I hope you still draw flowers on everything. I hope you still sing when you think no one is listening. You always stop when people walk in, but you should not. Your voice is soft and pretty, even when you make up half the words.”
My throat closed.

I had stopped singing after Nora continue reading …