250 EVERYTHING THAT MATTERS

"Son, by the time you read this later, I might have already passed. I do not know when that will be, but I am writing a case letter just in case writing is unexpected. Twenty-four years ago, a thirteen-year-old girl approached me at the park while I was walking; she was cradling a tiny baby wrapped in tattered sheets. She told me she didn't want to keep it but didn't want to throw it away. I asked her why she didn't just take the baby to the orphanage, and she said, "I want to give him a good head start in life. I have been watching you daily, and I believe you can care for him." That day, I came home with a baby. And years later, I addressed this letter to him. I have raised you as my own for years now, but the truth is, I am not your biological mother, Ethan. And I hope you can forgive me for keeping it from you all this while; I didn't want to see the disappointment on your face afterward, which is precisely why I want you to read this after I'm gone. Is it an act of cowardice? Ye