Chapter 142

Change arrived in a way none of them expected.

Quietly.

Through a letter.

Not email. Not text message.

A physical envelope placed in their mailbox on a rainy Thursday afternoon.

Her name was written neatly across the front in blue ink.

She didn’t recognize the handwriting immediately.

But when she opened it inside the house, standing by the kitchen counter with water still dripping from her coat, she understood.

It was from her estranged aunt.

The one she had not spoken ...