he said.
Thomas extended his hand.
Marcus shook it.
Then Madison stepped forward.
For a second, Marcus thought she might hug him.
She did not.
She just held out a small envelope.
“I wrote this because I didn’t think I could say it right,” she said.
Marcus took it.
“What is it?”
“The truth,” Madison said.
After they left, Marcus sat on the porch with the envelope continue reading …