Finding a Note
Beneath a folded baby blanket, Jake found a note. The handwriting was elegant and feminine—clearly written by his mother. As he read it, his heart ached.
“We’ll come back for you, our precious boy,” the note said. The words radiated love and desperate hope.
Tears welled in Jake’s eyes. The note had endured, even if the promise hadn’t. It was proof of how much he’d been loved, despite everything that followed.
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