“Coming clean?” Mr. Salvatore asked, looking at his friend with confusion-filled eyes. “What's going on Jules?”
Mr. Lightwood sighed before taking a seat next to Mr. Salvatore and started, “Remember in high school you found a letter in your locker?”
Mr. Salvatore nodded his head with a delighted smile when the memories of his young days came back in front of his eyes. “Of course I do. It was the most amazing thing that happened that year.”
“I know who wrote that letter.”
“Wait, what? Really?” Mr. Salvatore turned his head and continued, “It's inappropriate to ask who it was, now that I'm married and have kids and grandkids. But, please tell me, Jules. I tried so hard but couldn't find her.”
“How do you know it was a girl?” Mr. Lightwood asked.
“What do you mean?” Mr. Salvatore l
