The Envelope That Changed Everything

close my eyes, I hear your voice from that night. I didn’t realize how far I’d gone until you stopped me.”

I studied him carefully. He looked older somehow, as if something naive had finally burned away.

“Michael,” I said, “forgiveness is not the same as restoration.”

He looked up, eyes wet. “I know.”

“I love you,” I continued. “That does not change. But continue reading …