So Anna had no idea where I’d gone.
Last month, she happened to see my name in an online alumni newsletter! It mentioned the company I worked for.
“Once I had that,” she said, “finding your address wasn’t too hard.”
I actually laughed.
“She happened to see my name.”
“So you waited for my birthday.”
“I figured 12 years late was bad enough.”
That made me laugh again.
Then I started crying. She did too.
It was a strange reunion.
But it was ours.
That made me laugh again.
“By the way, I noticed you staring strangely at the envelope I gave you. I asked my mother to mail it to me after your father made me leave. I kept it sealed because I wanted you to open it. That was her handwriting you saw.”
“I have another grandmother,” I breathed.
I called Dad that night.
I needed
