Chapter Seventy-Six
Michaela
There were two pieces of paper. I unfolded them and the top piece was a letter from Harry:
Michaela,
Don’t be angry with me when you see the date on the enclosed report.
Despite this arriving after New Year’s, I wasn’t keeping this from you. I initially thought to send it to you right away, but since it was only a few days before Christmas, I didn’t want to ruin your holiday if this…
Well, if this is upsetting.
I hope this will answer questions you’ve had for a very long time and give you peace.
All my love,
Uncle Harry
A small ache developed in my chest. He died before having a chance to mail this to me. I set the letter aside and read the next. “Oh my God,” I whispered.
“Michaela?”
My hand shook. Life-changing news will rattle your nervous system.
