The Envelope That Changed Everything

Melissa’s kids. Seven and five. Cheeks flushed, hair sticking up, energy sparking off them like they were plugged into a wall.

“Kendall!” Leighton shrieked, eyes bright. “Did you bring something?”

I lifted the box. “Depends. Do you like chocolate?”

They answered by shrieking again.

Brandon’s eyes widened. He tried to sound older than he was. “What’s that?continue reading …